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Sometimes I want to remain in this exact pause and other times I want everything to change, Sometimes I want to experience each emotions and other times I wish I could remain in a daze.. Sometimes I want to cry out loud and other times I just want to drown in this silence; Sometimes I want to be a saviour and other times I just … Continue reading Times like these ..
Ever since in the city I have been enjoying the cold weather .. and infact longing to experience more of it every single moment .. What was I yearning for ? Was it the crisp breeze.. or the freezing water ?Was it the frosty window panes .. or the nipping shiver ?Was it the ice crystals that glow ?Was it the smoke that comes from … Continue reading Craving..
In time … You might not remember what she looked like ; But you might never forget how she felt . For she wasn’t a beautiful flower waiting to be admired ; She was made of a million broken petals just hoping to be held . For she wasn’t the promise of a perfect story with a happy ending ; She was just an unwritten … Continue reading She ….
Now that we are strangers.. let’s meet again. Talk about the parts that have changed and the pieces that remain.. Laugh thinking about all the times we drove each other insane ; Trying to Hide that tear knowing that we might never get to feel the same. There will be long moments of silence and a few eye contacts filled with regret ; For sitting … Continue reading STRANGERS
You want to make me believe that this will last for life; But I just want to hold this very moment still forever more.. You want to hug me forever and hold on tight ; But I want you to embrace me in your heart deep within it’s core.. You want to never let me out of your sight; But I want you to look … Continue reading Nothing More
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