I write... for reasons which I didn’t tell ever myself. I shy things and never dare to open up. when the words are on paper, I feel, or say I live those emotions; either in dreams or have already seen or lived in the past, lived. I write to find a fallen last piece of my heart or just to bloom iit again in the new avatar; or to fade and freak while facing realism; or being stubborn in my bones; or be the longing so dear and I crave to meet my words on paper. | Quote by Shree