I feel nostalgic about memories I have never made.
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"The fear of losing you surpassed my love. I am sorry but it's true that I cannot think my existence without the solace of your presence."
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Got that feeling?
Staring at the ceiling
Sound of breaking soul is echoing
From one end to another end
Isn't it romantic living with such a immense pain?
Still mute, crying on paper with a pen.
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I am not sharing my sufferings because of two reasons-
1. I know you don't care
2. I know you care-
"You have a lot of friends why you only talk to me so much? " He asked and looked at me adoring me more than the moon hung on the sky.
"Because it feels good...." I replied looking into his eyes.
But I continued my statement in my head without breaking the gaze,
"....bold of you to assume that anyone else is going to tolerate my nonsense chatter, everyone asks me to stop but you listen to me as if you want to fix my voice in your head to replay it in your me-time."
Our gaze was broken by a loud laugh of someone in the park and moon got our attention back.-
Thank you for stabbing my back... You are the reason why I can now differentiate between a true and a fake friend...
You were a snake-
Not all love stories
Are fairy tales
Colours and roses
Some are unfair tales
thorns, pain
and heartbreak noises-