To live is to hide from something which I always long for, which I don't even know myself what is it that I long for.

You saw me crying but that's not enough.

Will you show me how to lock the open doors of your eyes so that I won't be taken in again...will you?

Is it u or am i dreaming...

If I will never meet you again...then will I meet you in Heaven??

Imagination can become your reality weather you choose it or not.

Can't break the silence, it's breaking me...!

I smile for sometime, a smile which holds every single thing I wish you didn't do cause later it fades away with one drop of my silent tear leaving nothing but your sweet memories which I also wish didn't exist cause it makes me cry...

You cursed my life and the big problem is...I can't curse yours.

Sweet devil, wish I was yours...