If you forget to listen to it, love gets away.

And I'm no longer captive in your heart.

Killing each other in the name of religion and defending 'our God', is so common nowadays, that we hardly even flinch. But who are we to defend his name? Does he really need us to defend him? Or are we just using him as an excuse for our despicable actions?

Do you know someone who can read your silence? Can you think of someone you wish, could read it?

It takes a lot of love to be mad at someone. Is it better to have a fight, than an everlasting silence that slowly burns bridges? Maybe, yes.

Goodbyes are hard, even if they're necessary.

Have you ever wondered why we're so comfortable with the rat race we run everyday? It would be easier to stop. Or would it?