this is all about it.
just lik first love.
And,may be simplest.
and may be some unsung words.instances.
and this is exactly what it is.
in life, just a thought.
with my thinking,
where will i be heading to?
gross that would be.
and i would too want some answers.
and, i would be lost and exhaust.
with the severity of my questions.
and that would be the eventuality,
oddity in its stroke.
Questions are that bad.
when they prop up.
and it was always a joy to have the day around and woven in it.To it.
and that is the time to think,think..think.
and that is the most loveliest thing about him.
let him be.
of every bit and thing.
still a retaliation.