My Forever.

I may be little.

But not my heart.

Not my love.

My mind may be impatient

but not my heart

not my love.

And in this world of cheap wine and fast love,

While some people don't endure.

Some feelings just do.

Stuff Heartbreaks Are Made Of.

..when you made me feel

that my hand isn't worth holding

and my lips aren't worth tasting

and my heart isn't deserving of our love..

Saajna

                                                                                         

Perception

I have had my trappings.

And while one looked at it as a prison,

another upheld it as a sanctuary.

Who would choose to remain a building when given the option of being a sanctuary?

Would you?

The Photograph behind a Photograph

The one thing my little hypochondriac  heart will aways hold on to- 

Is that one photo I took across different colours of our life.

The one brimming with kindness. And another overflowing with love.

Still another chanelling a whacko. And then some more of the above. 

I will always hold on to them. 

to always remember the exact person I loved at that moment.

My God,

I was so proud to hold your hand.