Unfinished...
This is a different kind of love,
This time i am looking at it like never before.
Dont care if its not forever,
All i am thinking is how i can get some more.
I am trying to be reasonable and understand..
I am usually not but I know I can.
I am nurturing dreams that can never be true..
What matters now is they are dreams of you.
posted by aravinda at
4:17 PM
2 Comments:
we love differently, and better each day, and sometimes dreams do come true...
1:45 PM
A different kind of love, a love which stems from understanding and genuine care, where tomorrow doesnt matter, but its all about those precious moments rare...
Each night, before i go to sleep ,i make a requiem for a dream,where on your soft shoulders i shall lean,life couldnt be any better,coz your with me, and thats all that matters...
i know, not all dreams come true, but there's hope in your arms, and there are worlds to explore new, for all we get are these moments few...
Maybe all i need are memories, to make me forget my worries,to think back on time and wonder,perhaps it cudnt have gone yonder...
I know the sun will set tomorrow, and i know i will feel the pain,but there's golden sunshine through today's rain,I shall only bask in the light of my past, and give no room for sorrow...
4:18 PM
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