Thoughts

The strange thing in break up that u wake up every day with this pain inside u hoping the next day it'll go but this never happen it just there may be u forget it for some time but it always be there,u just wait for this call that won't come, this voice that u need to hear but u relise it isn't for u any more u cnt need him u cnt think about him u cnt keep any thing inside u for him then when this day come u 'll woke up and found that it's over

Love was my life

It's like snow drops in hot night,like being on island whr i set my dreams,like asmall weak flower needs u to survive,like if suddenly every breath u take means some thing as we smell same air,like talking to stars and ask about u,like u finally reach home,this was my love this was my life,love is life but life isn't fair enough