Roses are sometimes red, Violets are not always blue, Another sleepless night again spent tossing and turning all result in a never ending ache longing for you. I reach for the spot in our bed where you’re supposed to be. Countless hours, days, nights and months spent in a stormy sea of anguish that I will never let you see. I have to wear my brave face and fight the battles for you and me. So roses are still sometimes red, violets are not always blue there will never be a single second, minute, hour or eternity where I am not hopelessly in love with you. You, Umair my calm in every storm, my light to show me the way, there will never be enough words only a simple declaration I love you!
Forest of Words 