Patience is my language. Deference is my love. Silence is my pain and now its getting rough. You are my inspiration, you are my imagination, you live in my heart but there are many scars. Loving you is my passion. Loving you is my voice, without you O my love I am just a mere toy.
Magical event took place, created a golden ring in the sky. After a long period, they finally got to sigh. This is their love like none other. They waited for their turn having patience in their core look at their journey O meet there is nothing you want more. there is nothing you want more.
So far your journey is going through garden of thorns. It takes time to bloom like a flower O meet, make patience your virtue and one day you will bring charm to this garden. If I become flower in this journey O my friend, pluck me out and give to the one whom I love.