Posted in Embracing the pain of separation

Leftovers

Hello readers, let’s go purple (you can google it’s significance.)

Ever went through heartbreak or have been insulted?

Fought low self esteem?

How easy it is for some people to break down your heart, to instigate you to deliberately hurt yourself.

Somewhere down that thin line it was always needed. Wonder you, your heart is scientifically the strongest organ that never rests, it remains alive even when you die. How can someone really break it?

You allowed.

Is it really worth it?

The tables have turned I ain’t making an effort ’cause I ain’t your leftover.

It’s interesting you came back but I was a kid and I’d say for one last time, one for you. Ain’t sure I loved you anyway. Continue reading “Leftovers”

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Posted in Begin again.

Twenty Eight Days Of Love

Baby, I always wanted you by my side. You were always there wiping my tears.

When you found I was unhappy you called me and started singing those 90’s songs and made me laugh. Baby, you made me believe in fairytale.

We watched those new released English songs together and dedicated to each other. I was in seventh heaven when you proposed me singing ‘Let Me’, by Zayn Malik.

And you said it was for the rest of our life. Continue reading “Twenty Eight Days Of Love”