I could fill a thousand pages, telling you how i felt, and you still would not understand. So now I leave, without a sound, except that of my heart shattering as it hits the ground
maut ki gari me jis din sona hoga,
na koi takiya hoga na koi bichhona hoga,
sath hogi aap jaise dosto ki mithi yaade,
aur shamsan ka ek chhota sa kona hoga
Talk 2 me wen I’m Bored, B with me wen i’m Sad, Hug me wen i Cry, Care 4 me wen i’m Sick, Don’t ever cry 4 me wen I die! Just treasure me wen I’m ALIVE.
