16.9.11

My Beautiful Dark Twisted Rope Fantasy

 I have been up the ropes

The very ropes that seemed a perfect fit on my neck as I saw myself dangling from the long roof when I lost you now give me hope, that there is light even in the darkest situation, that a smile is possible even through the heavily teary eyes, that love exist even in the torn to pieces heart

I am unbreakable
I have been through the storms, been splattered and battered by heavy rains for having loved you but I pulled through, even my love for you couldn’t convince me to stop holding on