Real generosity is doing something nice for someone who’ll never find it out.
Frank A. Clark
We spent years together in row,
Showing love, care, help each other grow
Like universe was the proof,
To rest and settle we were each other’s roof
My heart ached, she cried
Her soul hurt, lil I died
I needed her like wound needs to heal,
She wanted me like dead soul wants to feel
I saw her in my every tomorrow,
She made me her present, it killed everyday’s sorrow
We were afarid of our beautiful things to end,
When people said everything has an end
Somehow we knew, our things will last
But even the soul leaves the body at last!