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  • __ten__ 48w

    It's not always about love.

    I liked the flowers but not the plucked ones
    the ones which are still blooming
    so you gave me the whole plant instead
    these sunflower petals
    have enjoyed the spring
    and now it's winter
    but I tried to keep them alive
    I kept those petals
    those last petals
    between the pages of my diary
    now those pages
    still have the fragnance of our love
    the moments which contained
    our laughter, tear and joy
    but I wonder
    they weren't enough for us
    will they be for them....

    #love#flowers

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    It's not always about love.
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  • __ten__ 54w

    I am standing in front of you..
    holding the flowers you gave me..
    having the scent of your warmth...
    holding the stars in my eyes which you gave me..
    listening to the song you gave me as first present..
    I am standing in front of you thinking about the lyrics you dedicated me..
    The terrible painting you drew of me...
    Our first dance which was sooo akward....
    The first time you cooked which by the way was inedible..
    I am thinking about all the little things..
    Things which were in no wayy perfect.
    But they were 'us'
    Maybe which mattered more..
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    I am thinking about all the little things..
    Things which were in no wayy perfect.
    But they were 'us'.
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  • __ten__ 55w

    #s
    If you want to know
    headphones are still on
    Lyrics are still
    making
    the world of my own..
    I like this
    My own
    Made up world
    It feels real..
    I can feel it...
    The metaphors
    can't define 'us'
    but yes
    few songs can..
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    P.S. Still incomplete..doesn't matter though..Our love is too..

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  • __ten__ 77w

    sometimes the winter is too cold to bear
    the scream is too loud to hear
    the tears are tooo wet to dry
    the days are too sad to cry
    But on those days....
    just remember the brightest sun rises
    after the darkest moments..
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  • __ten__ 78w

    It's sad you know..
    Remembering you instead of cold in winters...
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  • __ten__ 80w

    Some days..
    Its not about sunshine but the falling raindrops.
    Its not about the melody its about the lyrics
    Its not about the words its about the feeling
    Its not about the cool wind its about the storm
    Its not about the flower or its fragrance its about the thorns
    Its not about the clear blue sky its about the dark grey one
    Its not about the rhythm its about the tone
    Its not about the steps its about the expressions while dancing
    Its not about the spring its about autumn
    Its not about love its about separation
    Its not about arrival its about departure
    Its not about the rhyme its about the metaphors
    Its not about the hellos its about the goodbyes...

    Well its one of those gloomy days when we realise the importance of something after losing it. Its then we cherish what we had when we don't have it anymore. Its then we want to mend something when its broken completely. Its then we want to reconcile when its too late. Its then we want to complete a story when it cannot be no matter how hard you try. Some broken pieces can never get back to what they were before just as the broken glass ..
    But they can surely turn into those mosaics broken into pieces yet so beautiful.
    So never lose hope. Somethings may never go back to what they were but maybe they are better left beautifully incomplete. Maybe some forevers are just little shorter than the others. Maybe some stars are meant to shine little dimmer than the others. Maybe some colours are meant to be lighter. Maybe....

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    But .....
    They can surely turn into those mosaics , broken into pieces yet so beautiful.
    So never lose hope. Somethings may never go back to what they were but maybe they are better left beautifully incomplete.
    Maybe....

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  • __ten__ 82w

    #s
    I read once that when one's wish come true stars twinkle more brightly...
    Is it..
    Well I believed..
    Stars as constellations...
    Moon with scars...
    With endless stories...
    We conversed...
    I saw dark but that little twinkling gave me more hope than the day light...
    That's the little magic I believe in now..
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    Now when I look up in the sky...
    What is see is infinite hope...

  • __ten__ 85w

    #s
    Ruins were left...not the complete whole me..now I think about it..Was I ever complete ?

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  • __ten__ 87w

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