Without you:
it feels like a house without a roof
like a tree in autumn
like a vehicle without gazol
like a river without water
like a bird without wings, furthermore a plain that can't fly

Without you:
it feels like a leader without followers
like plowing on the rock, rather without rain
like a beaten dog and doesn't cry
like to eat the scab of the wound
like watching a TV that can't display

Without you I poll during the night
Without you is like reckoning the stars
Without you it feels like a year of femine
Without you it feels like walking on obscurity,

I'll reach nowhere I could with you

Without you is like money without value
It's compatible I've reached a dead end
If is to rapture,
I'll never crush again without you

Without you I'm beyond
Without you my reverie are shabby
Without you I am not candid
I've no vision to accomplish without you

Without you I am aught.

All the things we used to do
had become a daily basis-

you should know how sad it is
to miss you now

that a year ago;
I don't even have the chance
to miss you
as I was looking into your eyes
and we were laughing so hard-

I miss you,
I miss you;
I miss you so bad

I'm not asking you to meet everyday
I could try & bare
When you are away
All I need is just some care

All I need is not to feel so much alone
All I need is a tender heart not hard as stone
All I need is to hear your voice on the phone

All I need is to know that you're fine
All I need is to know that you're mine
All I need is to know that I'm in your heart
Even If we are going to stay for so long apart

I'm not asking you to count every dropp of water in the rain!
All I need is to stop making me feel this pain
I'm not asking you to count every particle of sand on the shore!
All I need is to know that you Love me from your very inner core
All I need is to know that I'm the only one that you adore

Your emotionally dilated eyes,
Your supple rosy lips,
Your star embossed body,
Your sonorous voice,
Your mellifluous music of words,
Your mystical aura,
You’re magic.
Your angel envying face,
Your soaring grace,
Your burning passions,
Your reflecting bliss,
Your besmirching confidence,
Your temporal madness,
Your look of despondecy.
Your rainbow smile.
Your moonbeam walk of life.
Your sunshy love.
Your,
You.

You are like my
favourite advisory column
among all of my
favourite magazines.

I fell in love with him so easily. I was starstruck from the moment we first started hanging out, and I have been in awe of him ever since. With every passing month I knew that my feelings for him wouldn’t go away. He immediately got all of my love. My heart was his. I held him on a high pedestal so I was scared that one day he would throw it away and realize that my love wasn’t good enough. But nevertheless, I didn’t take my heart back. I wanted it to be his.

I took the risk of loving him, and it is still really scary. Loving someone gives them the power to hurt you. Sometimes I feel like I’m too vulnerable giving so much of myself to another person. But reflecting on all of this past time spent with him… I don’t want to take my heart back. All of the car rides where he touched my leg, all of the times he nudged me to silently ask if I was okay, the times when he would hug me, pick me up, and twirl me around... I would take any risk to have those moments. If I know that there is a chance to have these moments of happiness and love with him, I’m going to go for it. He is worth that risk.