My everything I had called you
My everything was also meant to be you
Till day, I stand by it too
Tears, pain, silent sobs or loud echoing laughters
All, always rush to you
Only to you
And only you can pour emotions from a jar that so shut and empty to others.
In a world full of sparks, you’ve always been the only light I seek
At times, when you turn me down,
My world gets dark.
I get lost
The jar becomes empty and void
everything turns to nothingness
And my all willing soul shatters to sobbing dust.