Love. A four letters word .We feel it in four zillion ways, think about it in four billion ways , can express it in four million ways but why cant we utter those three simple words to the person we are ready to spend thousands of years with? Why do we have to rehearse hundred of times before saying it actually? Why do we feel no ten roses can express enough of what we feel for that One person.
I always wanted to be in love , to be loved and to love. I longed for it. I dreamt it, the way I would fall in love, the way someone will make me fall in love. The very feeling gave me chills. I imagined my love, my neverending and eternal love. I was madly in love with the idea of falling in love.
Then why am I here, lying in my bed, fighting with my tears? Why my heart is aching like someone is digging nails in it? Why this pain? Why? Why?!!
Is this the way love is meant to be? Are love and pain synonyms or soulmates? Is love at fault , or the person i loved or ........ is it me? Or wait... Is it even love?
But i guess even if i already knew the answers, even if love meant pain, it meant heartache, even if I knew I will end up like this, I am ready to fall in love thousand of times but only with that One person.
Nostaligic. Isn't it?
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A Dream of Night
RomanceHE A young boy , a perfect mixture of all good adjectives , ideal in the whole family and a star in college, wants a simple life. But what waits him is anything but simple. His life turns upside down when he is slapped by a girl for a kind act and h...
