The Girl You Knew December 18, 2016December 18, 2016Posted in Beautiful, Beauty, Bold, Books, Brave, Broken, Celebrate, Cigarettes, Confession, Depression, Destiny, Dreamers, Dreams, Dust, Emotions, Faith, Fate, Finding Yourself, Happiness, Hero, Home, Hope, Horizon, Humanity, I love you, Idea, Infinity, Letter, Life, Love, Love Story, Melancholy, Memories, Memory, Moon, Nature, Night, Old Love, Pain, Parallel Lines, Passion, Past, Perfection, Poem, Poetry, Ramblings, Rantings, Silhouettes, Sky, Smoking, Soul, Stardust, Stars, Storms, Strangers, Thoughts, Time, Trust, Unique, Universe, Unrequited Love, Utopia, Woman, Words, WritingTagged Beauty, Blue, Cigarettes, Embrace, Emotions, Happiness, Her, Hope, I love you, Kiss, Lost Love, Love, Memories, Moon, Night, Old Love, Poem, Poetry, Sadness, She, Silhouettes, Sky, Smoking, Soul, Soulmate, Stardust, Stars, Unrequited Love, Woman, Word Porn, WordsLeave a comment Sometimes, her memories visit me on lonesome Sundays, when the city around me dims down in silent melancholy and the clouds assemble to paint the sky in white and blue in the sunless wintry afternoons.
The Indian Bibliophile 