Sometimes, We walk with people around us. Sometimes we walk with shadows, And somedays we just walk alone.
Somedays the sun shines bright, Sometimes the moon is high, But somedays we sit around with someone watching it pour down.
Sometimes, we come across with someone, That someone with whom you want to share your dreams with, Your life with. That someone who becomes the center of your dreams and you want to share your memories with. Someone who knows you from within you. Someone who has your heart, who becomes your art, that someone which makes your world revolve around them.
A question that, then comes in your mind while you stare at that someone, Trying to figure out all those hidden enigmas, confronting your self and with a strong sense of reasaurance you tell your self that, Yes! This is the feeling of falling in love.
Somedays the sun shines bright, Sometimes the moon is high, But somedays we sit around with someone watching it pour down.
Sometimes, we come across with someone, That someone with whom you want to share your dreams with, Your life with. That someone who becomes the center of your dreams and you want to share your memories with. Someone who knows you from within you. Someone who has your heart, who becomes your art, that someone which makes your world revolve around them.
A question that, then comes in your mind while you stare at that someone, Trying to figure out all those hidden enigmas, confronting your self and with a strong sense of reasaurance you tell your self that, Yes! This is the feeling of falling in love.
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