I Just Want an Om

Because the future belongs to them.

The face that sleeps so long enjoys a made-up dream of the will of a vengeful heart.

There is no longer a sense of love that sows, there are only remnants of anger that will bring prolonged havoc to one self. As a toxic relationship is now created, turning sweet into bitter bile.

‘You know? You were the most beautiful woman. You used to be the most beautiful woman as if she was never replaced, but the mistakes you make over and over again seem to be reflected in your soul and face that makes me rejected. You used to be a missed beauty but now you b...