Tenderness,

The love unfulfilled

unfulfilled

The love unfulfilled

Our dreams are memories that haven’t happened,

Just images of things we’d like to see,

Patterned by our own imaginations into events as we want them to be.

And then you decide and finally know that whom you have loved with all your heart was never ready to be your part

You were willing to risk your all and little did you know you will fall

But heart never stops loving no matter how hard you try

one small corner will always be beating forever and hoping and praying

that if not this life then maybe in next the love unfulfilled is fulfilled

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