Terrified.

Love never dies in a natural death.
It dies because we don't know how to replenish it's source. It dies of blindness
It dies because of errors.
It dies because of betrayals.
It dies of illness and wounds.
It dies of weariness, of witherings, of tarnishings.
It dies because Both parties want it to dies
and both parties don't want to co-operates with one another.


goodnight suckarz