Sometimes I am so blank that I cant read myself. I cant think of anything around me. I just want to hold on to some one who I used to when things were different. I get sick to think of the reality now. Things change so fast and we move on so easily. We dont even have time to go back in mind and think of the time we used to spend together. I can still remember her eyes so full of enery so full of excitement there was some magic sparks in them. Her eyes told so many things at a time and yet kept so many things disclosed. When she closed her eyes she looked like cherubin. Oh I wished so much to hold her in my arms and stop the time line forever.