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Well has it been said that there is no grief like the grief which does not speak.
Well has it been said that there is no grief like the grief which does not speak.
He was my North, my South, my East and West, My working week and Sunday rest, My noon, my midnight, read more
He was my North, my South, my East and West, My working week and Sunday rest, My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song; I thought that love would last forever: I was wrong.
One may discover a new side to his most intimate friend when for the first time he hears him speak read more
One may discover a new side to his most intimate friend when for the first time he hears him speak in public. He will be stranger to him as he is more familiar to the audience. The longest intimacy could not foretell how he would behave then.
People cry after the unsuccessful love not because love ends,but because it still continues, even if it’s over.
People cry after the unsuccessful love not because love ends,but because it still continues, even if it’s over.
Little drops of rain Whisper of the pain Tears of love Lost in the days gone by.
Little drops of rain Whisper of the pain Tears of love Lost in the days gone by.
I don't wish to imply that there aren't good things about you or that you're not an extraordinary person but read more
I don't wish to imply that there aren't good things about you or that you're not an extraordinary person but I'd rather let other people enjoy the surprise
INTIMACY, n. A relation into which fools are providentially drawn for their mutual destruction.
INTIMACY, n. A relation into which fools are providentially drawn for their mutual destruction.
What right have I to grieve, who have not ceased to wonder?
What right have I to grieve, who have not ceased to wonder?
Crying is the only way your eyes speak when your mouth cant explain how things made your heart broken. It's read more
Crying is the only way your eyes speak when your mouth cant explain how things made your heart broken. It's normal!