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...! <-;
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
Missing someone gets easier everyday, coz even though it''s one day further from the last time u saw each other, it is one day closer to the next time u''ll.
