I thought the most difficult part was mutual love. And then I learnt it was choosing each other at the same time. After all, choice is a choice. -
I thought the most difficult part was mutual love. And then I learnt it was choosing each other at the same time. After all, choice is a choice.
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Love comes in waves And tonight I'm drowning As the mirror is shiningAnd my glimpse is here to stay!!! -
Love comes in waves And tonight I'm drowning As the mirror is shiningAnd my glimpse is here to stay!!!
Not all women are gold- diggers. Some women can even buy their own gold but choose not to as they don't like the colour of gold.Deal with it. -
Not all women are gold- diggers. Some women can even buy their own gold but choose not to as they don't like the colour of gold.Deal with it.
You know a sad song is a classic one if it makes you happy listening to it, even when you are no longer sad. -
You know a sad song is a classic one if it makes you happy listening to it, even when you are no longer sad.
I admire people who do not change their core values with their changing environments. -
I admire people who do not change their core values with their changing environments.
It's like a trigger of emotionsOf living a side of the cassette You have already played too much. -
It's like a trigger of emotionsOf living a side of the cassette You have already played too much.
Removing parts of the self Held back in time! -
Removing parts of the self Held back in time!
Connected through strings of heart Separated due to upheavals of time You and me are relics of the same dust, It hurts me when you pull and leave And still remain as the touch of love. -
Connected through strings of heart Separated due to upheavals of time You and me are relics of the same dust, It hurts me when you pull and leave And still remain as the touch of love.
The one that engulfs you when you have already known light after darkness. -
The one that engulfs you when you have already known light after darkness.
Joy and pain Sandwiched in Time -
Joy and pain Sandwiched in Time