There were two and only two messages that could have been comprehended by what he said.

But neither of them was soothing; neither of them was a lie.

I've heard you say so many a time
That I know just the right words to say, just the right lines to rhyme...

Today it's been 7 years since we last met
I have learnt to say just the wrong words, just the lines you hate....

What if you are just destined to get hurt, to be helplessly stuck in a point of time you no longer want to be?

Maybe life is all about trying to get up while you fall a little bit deeper in the pits of hell, each time you try not to...

Sometimes it's your fragrance that comes to me, out of the blue, on a crowded road in a Sunday afternoon.
But more often, it's memories of us that cross my mind almost every lone evening.
All I want is to lessen the pain I feel every night.

But every morning I wake up is another day, hopeless and miserable, with nothing but a deafening silence, a wave of tears, memories and your absence.

I loved him the way some people are to be loved - from a distance.

I asked myself only when he needed my help, "How will the broken heal the wounded?