this is my first story that i made on here i'm still decideing if i want to make আরো of this book অথবা not i am still decideing on a tittle name.please do not hesitate to criticize i need it.thank আপনি <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 I Taylor Ann Smith was not happy.I was very mad.How dare them! i thought angrily to myself.how dare them decide who i marry!.this all happened when i came down for breakfast."Good morning mother,good morning farther."i ব্যক্ত happily.Mother was cooking eggs and টোস্ট while father was waiting."Hello darling"said Mother cheerfully as she sat a plate of eggs and টোস্ট in front of me."good morning taylor" farther answered. his plate."what's happening today?"i asked still eating."well.. mom started looked unconfertable...we decided who আপনি were to marry"."What!" i cried almost chocking on my food.
have আপনি noticed when আপনি fall in প্রণয় it feels like your flying? I have. It the most wonderful feeling in the world. But when do আপনি feel it? Do আপনি feel it when আপনি fall in love, অথবা when আপনি just are overfilled with joy?
Have আপনি ever felt it? অথবা have আপনি felt anything close to it? What does it mean? Does it mean that আপনি have to fly away from it before your প্রণয় hurts you? অথবা does it mean that your body enjoys the joy filling your body?
Tell me what আপনি think...
Have আপনি ever felt it? অথবা have আপনি felt anything close to it? What does it mean? Does it mean that আপনি have to fly away from it before your প্রণয় hurts you? অথবা does it mean that your body enjoys the joy filling your body?
Tell me what আপনি think...
Give away to the morning
Light is here
Look away from the mourning
Is she gone, is she still...?
And let the দিন go ahead
Without you
Find a place, a dark space
To hide you
What’s a day, a sunny day
To you?
Fade away, let the your rainclouds
Guide you
There goes the downpour
Long gone your hello...
Find it in you
To make that last stand
It’s a silent drive
It’s her very last one.
Here come the clear skies
There goes your fare well...
Light is here
Look away from the mourning
Is she gone, is she still...?
And let the দিন go ahead
Without you
Find a place, a dark space
To hide you
What’s a day, a sunny day
To you?
Fade away, let the your rainclouds
Guide you
There goes the downpour
Long gone your hello...
Find it in you
To make that last stand
It’s a silent drive
It’s her very last one.
Here come the clear skies
There goes your fare well...