We laughed as we walked on the green grass.
Held hands as we admired the shades of tulips.
Orange, pink and red
like the colours of our hearts.
Joy filled us like frozen yoghurt
being filled in empty cups.
I cherished it all,
every dawn and every dusk.
However, not all roads are perfect
and mine did take a bend.
My knees buckled and I fell
and no you weren't there to hold me,
No you weren't there to help me up.
I looked around and examined my wounds,
They were deep and with no one to heal
they bled till I was weak.
I want you to take my hand again
and tell me it's all right.
I know there is no world without wounds
and they will surely heal,
But lets go back and live
In the same old peaceful Paradise.
we all have people who we love sharing our happiness with people but we can't always do that with sorrow, but the people who are truly ours will stay by our sides to make our life better and easier to go through circumstances which we have t face as they are usually the consequences of our deed.