I could remember how deep we were in-love.
It was a well filled with love.
Digging it deeper as days passed.
But, an unexpected day came. You felt tired.
The love we had slowly dried up.
And now the well is filled again.
But not with love…
it is filled with tears.
And baby, I guess you left me inside the well and now..
I’m drowning with my own tears.
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self identity. I chose the But She’s worth it and it symbolizes REAL self. she is not afraid about the physical aspect because the beauty pf outside will fade but the beauty of the heart will always remain