When you smile, bloomy become my lips
When you laugh, happy beats my heart...
If beauty can speak for itself,
Why can't ugliness have a silent speech...
O Dear, I don't want anyone else to be there
where you stay - in my heart...
Yes, it were You,
Who made me seek happiness...
What if,
You aren't mine...
It had to be like this,
I was the one chosen to be without you, my love...
Let be silent my heart!
Let every tear be dried in eyes...
If chimera of love can be supposed as an extension to love, then Yes, I have loved too many & too much. |
To me, you are important, not your outlook. |
Beauty is born in one’s heart, developed in mind, & can only be seen through the eyes of sense. |