Monday, August 24, 2009 11:38 PM

Cut to Cut

He loved me as if it was real; he loved me as if he loved someone for the first time

He loved me deep, deeper……….

He loved me like a child; he loved me like a father

He loved me like he was lost; he loved me like he had just found himself

I love to leave some marks of my affection on him; I wanted him to do the same

I wanted him to mark me so ruthlessly that it stays till the next time he loves me

But he never did.

But when we loved each other for the last time, before we departed forever,

I got a deep cut on me by him, accidentally may be.

I think it’s going to stay for a long time ‘as I wanted’

Sunday, August 23, 2009 9:58 PM

Fool Feeling

…..And I thought everything was true

Silence means cowardliness

Silence means love and commitment too

One path is chosen by me, and one part is chosen by you.