especially the ones, which are hard to define.
It's bliss when we talk , but maybe there's still happiness beneath to refine.
Words, left unsaid . Yours or Mine.
Dying to come out, without the bottle of wine...
Words finding its own way could be divine :)
It's the voice stuck inside..
Having emotions in my mind
Asking questions to me..
If I could make you mine.
In the deep silence, I search for my answers.
If I could make you mine, If I could make you mine.?
