I am a poet at heart, My only companion is- words. I vent my emotions out in them, I cry, I laugh, I woe, I crave, I pray; in words. But when the feeling is so intense. Words itself fail me! I have nothing to write..
There is a Difference in the Love I Touched & the Love I Felt!
He made me feel the infinite number of feelings, In which I lost myself.
Confess your feelings through actions & words. It's either a closure for you or a beginning of never ending happiness.
It’s not the hurt, it’s whom it came from
Words are not enough to express my feelings for you. But all I can tell you is that a part of me dies each time you go faraway from me.