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One cannot control who its heart chooses. It could only obey it and care for this divine connection. But once rejected it could only pick up the pieces, hope for a future but will always remember who once ruled in its kingdom.

She wrote my soul on a paper,

There was this wonderful, not perfect, but wonderful thing. It was the lovely feeling on a rainy day, or the simply ordinary days converted into warm cozy nights. It was the warmth during winter or long drives to ordinary places. Simple touches between everyday life. Sweet. Wonderful. Imperfect life.

Can I take you to a moment where the trees are filled with memories of the feelings never told?

I remember when my smile used to be as deep and true as the stars in your eyes.

Progress is not obtained by focusing on the faults of the past, but by imagining a faultless future.

In the end dreams turn into nightmares, and blessings into curse.

The ghosts of our future still lingers in my present.

I keep finding these rhymes that take me back to you.

His smile makes her soul dance.

And I built a home for you, for me. Until it disappeared from me, from you. when the gust came around to blast me down, I held on tightly as you held on me.