when i was small i do not know what love was .knew that it was something between two peoples but do not know what this feeling was, what happens when two people are truly in love with each other. until it happened today . firstly it happened at the age of 9 , i started having feelings for the boy who use to tell me his secrets .. i thought i was love .. i really felt beautiful because because they are secrets which till now also only i know , he never told them to any one else.. but that was not love that was friendship ... a true friendship . From the time when i was small i was the zipper mouth.. from then only i started having secrets of others .. people started telling me their secrets because they knew that it won't go into anyone else ears .. by today i have so many secret with myself not even once they slipped out of my mouth . but the greatest regret is i never was able to tell my secrets to anyone else .. it is not that i do not want it is that i just cannot tell .. they are not much big one but i cannot .. they are burried inside my heart from so many years . sometimes i think its a sad thing that i can not share my secrets with any one else but sometimes i feel really good that there are things about me that only i know not someone else . I have seen people who regret after telling their secrets because at some point of life those people become enemy and then they use them as their weapons . everyone of us have secrets . secrets people want to share , secret people do not want to share. because secrets are the darkest mysteries ...
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