Remember, someone, somewhere in some corner of this somewhat big world, is out there crying if you’re unhappy and is happy if you are! And you know who that someone is!

Some days you miss them so much you’d jump off the roof of their office building just to catch a glimpse of them on the way down.

As he turns around and her eyes meet his, she lets go off the breath that she had been holding back. All the words she had practised to say when the moment arrived, dissolve at the tip of her tongue. All the things she wanted him to know escape her in the thick blanket of nostalgia that wraps itself around her.

If a man cries in front of you, it doesn't mean he's weak. It means that he trusts you enough to let his guard down.

It's been an ugly day! Tell me something beautiful," she requested. And he told her, her name.

Somewhere, someone knows the words to the songs you sing.

The tears of my eyes watered your heart but failed to evoke a response from the barren grounds of what beats in you. They will still come and I will welcome them because they contain you.

It was going to be a long, dark night but not quite as dark as it was in the abyss of his heart where there was nothing but hollowness, yet it felt heavy, almost as if someone still resided there.

You were almost mine. That 'almost' is what breaks my heart.