I wish we can go back to those days, When all we had between was love. When things were less complicated, When arguments turned into hugs, When fights ended with kisses, When sorries never existed, I crave for them now.
The worst curse to befall anyone is when the person you love the most thinks that you don't love them at all. It's when your love isn't seen, It's when your love isn't felt, It's when your love isn't valued, It's when your love isn't enough.
It feels good to talk to certain people after a long time. It's more like continuing the conversation where we left off earlier. A kind of bond that never needs to be reinforced often, effortless and carefree yet brings only the best in you.