Coco Shakeel:
Gone are the days...
Coco Shakeel:
..of dreaming
Coco Shakeel:
laughter, giggles, and smiles
Coco Shakeel:
pain, sorrow, and tears
Coco Shakeel:
weren't meant to last
Coco Shakeel:
but are saved in a special place
Coco Shakeel:
next to my window. As the sun's rays awaken those feelings
Coco Shakeel:
they come to me as withered memories
Coco Shakeel:
Illuminate
Coco Shakeel:
Life after Death
Coco Shakeel:
the flower withers, but the seed remains. ~Kahlil Gibran