I m a paper, you can write ur feeling, Scribble ur anger, Use me 2 absorb ur tears, Dont throw me after use, But When u feel cold I wil burn myself to warm you
Luv is only a gift gven 2 us, we shd not hold it in r hands 4 we may nvr find d strength 2 let go wen it dcded 2 leave, we shd only mbrace 8s warmth & glow wyl it last & den frily open r arms when its tme 2 say gudbye........
Men love because they are afraid of themselves, afraid of the loneliness that lives in them, and need someone in whom they can lose themselves as smoke loses itself in the sky.
in life, it doesnt matter how far uv traveled, how much you possess or what you have accomplished but rather who you have standing beside you at the very end.
