What is love??
A blessing , a beautiful feeling which will makes you wish for a 1000 lives of 1000 years, but only if you fall in love with the right person on the right time around the right people.
Imagine a loveless life, seems like a cover of darkness with the scarcity of air even if the sun is burning in its full blaze and the wind is blowing with its full zest.
What love do is magical. Even if the darkness is real even if the wind is gone , even if you are alone or even surrounded by a crowd of people, even if its raining for the past 10 years or if the sun is shining day and night for a century, love will turn them all into your favour, it makes a person so careless so humble so brighten that all these loop holes falls flat on him.
What i think about love is that it is like a mirror. Yes! A mirror.
Just as the mirror refelcts your image and shows it to you with the same details you are having on your self or you are trying to put on, with the exact point to point description of your prescence the mirror reflects all the emotions you wear. You are feeling something else and trying to show something else but the mirror will judge your expressions staright from your heart and would reflect them on your image just the way you wanted.
Similarly, the love will reflect your image in the form of your loved ones the more you put your efforts the more your image is brighten the more you adore your mirror. Sometimes the mirror gets blurr, fading your image making it not just the way you want it to be, and its because you may not be wiping it properly but there is something else to it may be the light is not working properly and it is also possible that someone may switched it off. And you still waiting for your loved ones to refelct you the exact love you think you desesrve.
But have you ever wiped the dust from the surface.
In my story everything was OK with me, my mirrror my image but one-day i found the mirror broken with alot of shatterd pieces here an there. I collected them all arranged them, but 2 love souls got split up and trapped on both sides of it whenever they try to look at themselves they see each other Broken.
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The broken mirror
Short Storywanted to be with the only person i ever wished for but this was not only diffcult but impossible, time is running fast and i am moving slow backwards, so this is how it feels like suffocating with alot of air around you and drowning with your eyes...
