She dreamt of someone walking towards her. But one day, someone always alongside walked away. As her heart crashed, she knew love.
Tag: Heart
Why He Loved Her
Of course, he loved her! He loved her like crazy!! But why, he really had no idea. He thought about it sometimes. Starting from their start To where they stood now. He tried to list reasons Of how she was rather special. But come on, she was ordinary. He tried to keep count Of the [...]
Today’s Tiny Tale: Last Not First
She was not his first true love. She was his last. That was enough for her.
Today’s Tiny Tale: Let Go
He let her go. Because she wanted to. Because he loved her.
Today’s Tiny Tale: Shine
He was never enough for her. He wondered how he could shine, even if a little, for her. It turned out he was someone else's sun.
Stop
In this moment, For just a moment, Stop. The rush is a wave That will carry us Wherever it wants. The urgency is a tyrant Who will have his way Whenever he wants. The heart is a thief Who has never learnt To hear or heed. Still, in this moment, If for just a moment, [...]
Valentine’s Special: You and Yours
Many lovely couples On and off screen, But you won’t feel for any As you do for yourself. The most important couple For you will always be The one you form with someone, That of you and yours. Cherish it. Treasure it. Be grateful. For once, wasn’t it all you wanted? Yes, you deserve them, Which [...]
Today’s Tiny Tale: Find Me
She was convinced he would not find her. There were way too many others around. But he did -- every single time.
All We Can Do
When the heart skips a beat At just someone's presence, When time stops for us Chilling us to our bones, All we can do Is love. When eyes smile More than the lips, When the heart hears More than the ears, All we can do Is love. When someone else's pain Hurts more than our [...]
Footsteps in the Sand
On the beach, As we run freely, Or walk with worry, It doesn't really matter. For all we leave are Footsteps in the sand. We may look at the water With relief washing over us, Or fear of the unknown. It doesn't really matter. For all we leave are Footsteps in the sand. We can [...]
