• the_world_through_a_pen 47w

    We'll run together and reach the place where the stars never die
    And with our hands clasped tight , we'll watch the moon ,
    Savouring each moment that passes by
    And in the darkest of nights
    We'll find our fire, burning inside our heart
    With none to fear and just one desire to never be apart
    And if one closes,
    don't you worry
    We'll break open another door
    And I'll pick up my broken heart in pieces and with the golden fleece,
    I'll Stitch it on your soul
    — Dhruv Rathore