Biography
I am 24.
Torn Pages
Happened in 2017, I was in my early tween. Fighting my own battle, Tryin to jump evil hurdle. You came to me then, asked me out. I was burnt, had begun smokin’ blunt. You gave so much love, more than I owe, My things were in depth of pacific, I wasn’t able to tell you that specific. I did avoid u, as I did the crowd. In the fear of getting burned. I wish, I would have said you the reason, Now, I feel like what I did was treason. From Puth’s “we don’t talk to anymore” to “Girlfriend”, I was waiting to hear from your end, To tell you the things and make you understand. Luckily, you got understood.. what I had been through. But you had been cold and had left the port. Was destiny or disaster? Either way, I am the loser. Feel like cutting the throat, Coz, the battle is already lost. Leaves fell multiple times, still I miss you in my arms. This is my karma, or it’s written by Bramha. We live in different piece of land, with different ways of earning the bread. I thought, it's easy to move on, but I am loosing down. Its destiny and justice, for the mistakes I made. Sorry for evrythin, I had been rude. Happy that, you are happier. Miss you forever!!!!!
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