. . She heard a whisper, listened to her inner voice, sometimes it makes her cry. sometimes it makes her wonder. It took her somewhere. things to witness and things to let go. whatever its is, she chose to take the moment for herself. It wasnt a dream, it was real . .

. . Thoughts that keeps me haunted during night . .

I want nothing, but to be yours.
I want a forever nowhere, but in ur arms. Shall I ask for the love that keeps me alive. Its all about you and only about you.