smiyke

i was scared , you took my hand and you made me go to heaven from hell. you said you loved me.... but you never said you would throw me back to the same hell..... you made me believe and then proved me wrong..... i thought it was by mistake,i thought  you did that unintentionally ... because a part of me still loved  and loves you..

smiyke

i was scared , you took my hand and you made me go to heaven from hell. you said you loved me.... but you never said you would throw me back to the same hell..... you made me believe and then proved me wrong..... i thought it was by mistake,i thought  you did that unintentionally ... because a part of me still loved  and loves you..

smiyke

She scribbles her pain, anger, feelings, memories in a paper through words. She throws it in the dustbin not because of her not-so-nice-writing , but because it's where those memories, anger, feeling, pain belongs too.