The Cryptic Soul

eyes cry Light music , faint memories and a smile u just cannot get your head off. you got a lot of work to do but you do nothing , music hacks your mind and you keep drowning and drowning into those memories , into that beautiful giggle, that beautiful sight , you breathe deeply and deeply and deeply and all you do is remember her . your mind swivels in the chair of her memories and yes man she becomes the reason for your subtle smiles , your conversations with her are your secrets you read them again and again all day long. Angel is all what you call her , you see her pass by and all you want is to sit by her side , to share some moments and preserve them , preserve them for lifetime, when she is with you , you dont even give a damn to what world says as your world shrinks to her , you look for every single way you can just get in contact with her and make her speak to you , you listen to that crispy voice and it crawls onto your heart all day long, you look at her , actuall...

eyes cry I don't know why the heck am i writing this man , i mean it just came to me and compelled me to write , i m stuck on it and i don't see a way out but to write it , may be if everyone calls it a bullshit i seriously got no problems because i m goddamn stuck on this way and here goes the story  : moist eyes ,sitting in a corner ,dark lights and a heavy heart , he was all alone in the crowd , he had some friends and a void , a void he has learnt to live with , a void which kinda kills him but he got be easy on that , sometimes in life you have to fake things because you don't want to get hurt more or you wanna find an escape , you know sometimes in life you choose a different lane not because you cannot ferry along the other one but because you don't wanna get hurt more, you change your attitude so as to change the way you feel , i don't give a damn man, becomes your favorite one liner. and you know what he's got a story to...