And to know that the water bends t… Your fragile soul is something i w… I know you’re strong, and you know… But my dear, i know truths we hide… I worry for you– You little chil!

I have’nt gotten to that point yet… Wherein i am so comfortable speaki… That i go on without a second line… Wherein im not scared that you wou… There isnt exactly a sweet little…

Do you dare? Dare to question my decision? Cause you think– oh you think?! That you know me oh so well.. My dear, you do! the me I crafted…

Escapism is so horrifically real. It leaves you stranded. Standing… Right in the middle of it all. In… You won’t even tremble, people wil… On some evenings though, you’ll fe…

“Can we stay like this a little lo… this is what earnestly led to it a… A simple question. A courageous c… You asked me then. Can i ask you… Can we stay like this a little lon…

Her eyes speak every unspoken thou… You can hear it too. The loud min… like that of an over romanticized… Expressions in every curve, Innocence in every look -

A trip to remember.. A city– Pah-… History, art and beauty– Walked myself endlessly through lo… Just the way I wanted to– Some with a sweet company, some al…

I wanna cry Screams an old me Trapped within the thick walls Of my mind. The monster has woken up.

i find myself often these days thinking of you. almost repeatedly… but, without a clue– of what i wis… it’s like i’m loosing my ability t… not to claim much expertise in it…

The freshness lasts only till spri… But there is beauty in death and w… In how the snow softens the skelet… Hiding the decay, under a soft fre… I have, over time, walked under ma…

I still wish to write about you. Again and again and yet again. Now that you’re not next to me any… the memories of you are my escape… It makes me question myself

I tried keeping it to myself; But… I tried to look the other way, kee… For how long did you expect me to… You kept looking me right in the e… I wait and wonder if something cha…

I’ve been myself, I’ve become mys… Getting there is a struggle prolon… I’ve been someone to myself, For somedays I am all I’ve got. A voice in me– My voice talking b…

Walking forests was once not a mat… I remember my first day, i walked… Ten things on my mind, some hopele… Curious distractions and soo many… and two birds to guide me to my p…

I have this dream, that repeats it… One where i find myself trapped, In an unworldly place– pitch black… With one puncture– unloading shimmering golden dust.