One fine day... my fragrance from your diary would fade & vanish, That day, those petals would turn to dust & get blown away.. woosh!! Years later... when you'll feel to read yourself & turn to the same page... Trust me, you would find the folded impressions of me tucked with our sweet memories...!! There is no beginning, there's no end. What "belongs" to this world, shall remains here forever! "One fine day... my fragrance from your diary would fade & vanish, That day, those petals would turn to dust & get blown away.. woosh!!
