There were right there, On top of that tree, Those red flowers, Who called me from far away, And I beelined straight to them, Without...

What happens when soulmates drift away? What happens to that red string of fate, That is tied to their little fingers, and straight to...

Every breath today, Reminds me of a connection, That still exists, Like a red string of fate, Now, stretched, Across the space and...

I think, You and I, Are connected With the red string of fate. This string of red, That's auspicious they said, In folklores of far east,...