Drought in my life is a gift from you, I don't know if there will be any brighter tomorrow! You came as a firefly to bring magic, and left like a tragic voodoo spell... I don't know if we could ever be together! or if there's anything like "us" remaining anymore! just one phase I'm living with every breathe of mine, and that's a tragic death phase... ©Janaab some random thoughts #Janaabscribbles #Hope
