nights get lonelier when you are in love.. every second without him is an eternity. eternity with him is a fleeting moment. damn you, cruel heart

The beauty of music is that at any point in time, each soul in the entire universe will find atleast one song dedicated to it. The passion of the soul and the sorrow of the melody together set forth a harmony, a resonance that shrouds the entire life force into a warm blanket of love that gives birth to another melody… and the cycle begins once again…