I never imagined that I would be able to write a touching letter from heart to heart with love. I never knew what love was and never felt it. Something touching might be there and I felt it, but all I got were tears. I regret that there is no love around me. Is it a mistake if there is no love around me. I think, for a long time there has been no love. Will there be a time when love will grow when there is no hope for it to grow? I wrote a letter, I just hope that what I convey is never missed from its meaning. Anything from heart to heart is not always with love. Like tears that drip and it is not always about happiness.
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Whispers of Silence
RandomSometimes you want to say something but it's too hard to do it. I'm just trying to say it. Fuck it if I get hate for this.
