From The Quill

 Sometimes a relationship becomes like a dead human being. You remember the happy memories. You talk of the good old days. And you forget to make new memories together. That's when the problems start... And you realise the relationship has become a ghost of the past. Just like someone close to you yet dead. It's perhaps then time to move on and Let the grave be decorated in flowers of memories. ~ Suranya

 Half a world away, Night and Day apart, Time zones twisted,  Hearts never part. No see everyday No touch of your skin on mine,  The pillow feels like your hugs. The increasing count  Of days apart that bugs. ~ Suranya

 On the other side  Of my endless waits for you,  And your hopeless missing me There is a place where  Time will stand still  When you hold your hand,  And we will finally be Home. ~ SURANYA