Pieces

The word itself is cruel then it's action .A seprater,gap that remain,hopes to join again,cut that takes it all to break.These are things that can be seen from the eyes but what can`t be seen remain's deep inside the broken heart.Touch of love is the first step to take it to the fall.fall like pieces with eyes burning.I know ,I`m not the only one who din`t had a good night sleep for many days.We are two pieces,one love .

I LOVE YOU

She said bye while waving her hand to friends.You will drop me home ,right .I smiled in reply as car reached 112 km in seconds.Come, coffe is ready,she said with her eyes placed at my face as the car stoped in front of her house.I smiled again as if I have an important appointment at this time of night.Bye, I said,rushing to stop in front of the building,I last saw you at ,without looking back ,saying good bye, you went .I am standing their, once again to get the reply as if you love me deep inside your heart and want me to start it first,so here I`m standing every day to tell you that I LOVE YOU.

Stolen Heart

Love is a pain like nothing.It hurts and you still can`t cry loud.It burns to feel,it dream's to cry,it wakes to sleep,it stands to melt.I feel to cry I LOVE YOU in my sleep melting for you,thinking that you,your heart,your love and my stolen heart.