Collection of Words..

Collection of Words

Belief in destiny..

A look of two people

each wishing that
other would initiate
neither want to begin...

The slience and

the past..

Heart wrench pain, one goes through when you know that the love can never be yours

Tenderly running fingers through hair with fear of diminishing opportunities..
Longing for someone you love and have lost, only love that remains

Both morbid & beautiful at once,
It means, “you bury me”,
a declaration that I will die before you,

because living without you is painful.

To break free from the continues...
The pleasure of being able to say, "to hell with it.."

Finding beauty in the imperfections

accept that constant change

In every thing

Even on the loss of yours

you are still happy because of

happiness of loved ones

After a decade

the happiness..

When you see each other..

The slience and

the future...

P.s: This blog is made by collection of words from google.. :-)

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