Love is a strange thing. We want it. We try to hold onto it. Then we lose it - through death or another person's choice. But love is important. No, I'm not talking about just romantic love here. I mean all kinds of love, starting from the bond that we share with our parents to…Read more Thoughts on Love
Love with no rules, Because time is not long. Love with no limits, Because the heart is vast. Love with no ideas, Because surprises do happen.
Living in the present, I am allowed to miss you. Falling back to the past, I am allowed to cry. Looking ahead to tomorrow, I am allowed to remember.
Memories of us, Wherever I am. Moments of us, Whenever I breathe. Messages for us, However we see it.
How many moments together, To build the best memories? How many breaths shared, To make the love undying?
It was her love that held her prisoner. It wasn't anybody else's dreams that stopped her. But what if you woke up one day and realised that your dreams were a living nightmare? And what if you found out that you were the creator of your own misery?
Sometimes she wondered if it was fate. "Why was I born when the stars weren't positioned right?" The girl blamed the parents, astrology and God. But then she dried her tears and felt a smile as loving purrs and head butts reminded her to be grateful.