My heart keeps yearning and desperate eyes keep searching for someone who somehow will stitch my broken heart, caress innumerable scars, love the stories comprising me and heal the bruises of past. Sitting lonely on a bench of now deserted park where once happiness resonated and birds chirped flame my already heating heart making me feel helpless and filling my emptiness with strong eagerness of his return. Keeping lilacs in diary and everyday seeing it wither further haunts me that no matter what love and loneliness can't be extinguished just as longing for that special one never experiences death of hopes and fresh petals adorning bouquets at florists shop relives as water sprinkles. My topic is Loneliness And Longing My heart keeps yearning and desperate eyes keep searching for someone who somehow will stitch my broken heart, caress innumerable scars,
