• akanksha_tiwary07 20w

    "Many come.
    Many go.
    Just by waving a hand to the shallow waters.
    Least cared to crave for the deapth.

    Waiting for the one
    Who starves for my love.
    Who's desire would be to treasure the chest.
    Looking for the deapth.
    Cherishing it.
    Loving it.
    Bit by bit.
    And someone who would love to just be there.
    No matter what.