pen down some thoughts
when imma gazing
out of dar window
when it started
to drizzle, rain...




thought 1
behind dar panes of glassy reflections,
i gaze at beauty in vain.
a worldd that sets dar two apart,
is merely dar number of days.


dar feint ignorance and dar fake smile,
jus a pretence to hide those teary eyes.


seasons changed, emotions remained;
do you pick up dar pieces
or let them go with dar wind?


thought 2
dar love that wasn't meant to be.


thought 3
imma tired.


literally & metaphorically.


thought 4
heartaches.
hugs.
crushed.
stoopid cupid.
a day without you.
forget, let go.
there's no perfect ending...


you braced me up-