Do not let the world tell you not to bloomJust because they aren’t ready for youJust because few days after they bloomedThey died on a barren land, in the rainYou may face the same fateBut deep down you would knowIt’s better to die bloomingThan choosing to never grow…
Often it feels like I am breathing today only because a few years back I had no idea which nerve to cut…
Good things take time,Better things take a little longer.
But some relationships aren’t meant to last.They are worthy only till the time the two persons involved have time for each other.They do not know eternity. They live for the present, the now. And when distance plays it part, or life turns out to be busy, they fall apart.And may be that’s why they’re never termed LOVE. They simply remain what they were – mere RELATIONSHIPS.
It’s been 12 years now, and I think he still can read my smiles. The way my lips stretch, making my eyes look smaller than they already are. The way my cheeks turn a little red, forming new wrinkles near my eyes. The way the dimple on my face makes a visit whenever I smile meeting someone I haven’t seen in ages. It’s been 12 years now, and I haven’t smiled at him even once.