I heard it once that it will be possible only if it's destined to be.
But no one knows whats written in there, in there for my life.
Passionate as I have been and it still makes it hard for me to be with my passion.
Chasing till now, all thats left.
Wearing it out, the inside of me.
Passionate as I have been will never leave what stays as the existence of me.
Chasing will never finish, but the only thing that would change would be the chased.
Ever and ever, forever.
Chasing the passion will stay there, as word passion speaks for itself.
It's never ending, it's passion that passions forever.
