HudaFatima

Too much love brings venom

His simplicity and manners pure, takes my breath away.

I Wish I had no fear of losing people

Dear diary, keep my secret.

Losing people so early in life changes something inside of us.

Would he give me his heart, if I asked?

I will give thee, my ‘only’ heart.

‘Let me ask you out and say the words I want you to say’

The memories of first love are always deeply seated.

It’s a good thing that we can write the things we can’t say.

Hydrocele will now have a different meaning.

Keep your head high and dream.