She wore her pain like lingerie, only who loved her enough, got to see it.

Just like Seasons, People Change. But the difference is, once gone, seasons come back.

Through the veil of Love, one finds the heaven on Earth

Taking someone for granted is same as checking the strength of a boat by making holes in it.

Love takes just a moment, it is the ego that takes days, months and years.

Love is the flow of wind. When it stops, you feel suffocated.

Time is a place where most of the relationships get lost. And, the ugliest part is that there are no lost and found boxes. There is no hope that you might get it back.

Maybe that's why they call it 'falling' in love, because everything that falls eventually breaks.

It hurts because there is no alternative to Love.