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
We Spend Our Days W8ng For The Ideal Path To Appear In Front Of Us.. . But.. . We Forget That, Paths Are Made By Walking.. . Not.. . By Waiting...! <-;
Sumtymz We Think Of
Why Frendz Keep
4wrding Msgs To Us
Widout Speaking Words ?
The Reason Is Dat,
Daily They Have
Nothing To Say
But
Still Want To
Keep In Touch ... (:
