When you have someone in your life for so long, you dont really know how to live without them.



Every wrong turn doesnt necessarily take us back to where we were, it takes us back perhaps, to a memory. If it took us back to where we were, we wouldnt be on the same wrong turn again.
Everything, looks alot like what you used to know. How you used feel, what you used to touch, what you used to look at.
You stay still, for awhile, taking in every deep moment, breathing in everything you used to know, to feel, to touch, to look at, to everything. Youre soaked in with memories.

I used to be this love-stricken person who puts my heart and soul in a blog.

Labels: something from the soul