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
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.
Love is 2 souls intertwined in such a way you cant find their meeting place nor can you tear it apart it is one embodiment of pure pleasure & pain , joy & sorrow