Not watching the path where his legs took him, he walked on because he knew he had to walk ahead, leaving his past behind.

Eye contact is way more intimate than words will ever be.

I wish there was a word more than 'love' itself to convey what I feel for you.

Whenever the cloud of ego threatens to engulf me, I remind myself of my roots. It helps keeping my feet on the ground.

The tears of my eyes watered your heart but failed to evoke a response from the barren grounds of what beats in you. They will still come and I will welcome them because they contain you.

Love me, even if it's a lie. Leave me yet never say goodbye

The most difficult aspect of moving on is accepting that the other person already did.