the night grew dark and stars grew bright , but her mind never settled and neither has she cried.
she looked at the light, windows and the stars and that cool breeze, that erased all the scars...
sometimes weak and wan, sometimes strong and full of light. the moon understands what it means to be human
every thought is a battle, every breath is a war and i don't think i am wining anymore
until you heal yourself you will be toxic to everyone who tries to love you
you have right to leave someone, but at least tell them why cause whats even more painful than being abandoned is knowing you are not worth an explanation
limits of love were weird, neither was i kept as hostage, nor did i run away
i can not let you burn me up, nor can i resist you. no mere human can stand in a fire and not be consumed
it wasn't supposed to be this way loving someone should have been a beautiful thing. it's not supposed to destroy people
how did we go from talking everyday to strangers?
the scars you can't see are the hardest to heal
late at night my soul aches for you
if you knew how hard it was and how long it took to rebuild my little universe of peace and happiness then you would understand why i am so picky about who i allow in my life
i was born with a soul that is very sensitive for this cold and ugly world, i have always felt things deeply and diffrently than most people that has always been my blessing and my curse
thats all it takes,one drop of fear to curdle love into hate
all those other gestures of sympathy seemed a little melodramatic to me. my lose was mine and only mine for others, it was just a matter of words
i am intrigued by the smile upon your face and the sadness within your eyes
isn't it ironic? we ignore the ones who adore us, adore the ones who ignore us, love the ones who hurt us, and hurt the ones that love us
look.. sometimes, the people we like dont like us back, and its painful,but there is nothing we can do bout it. sometimes love is not about kind gesture,moon and stars its about damn luck
the veil that clouds your eyes shall be lifted by the hands that wove it
we lose many things simply out of our fear of losing them
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