Loving doesn't mean to be possesive or cage them but set them free.
Loving doesn't mean clinging to past memories with them but creating your own future with the lessons learned together.
Loving doesn't mean having their attention but looking them far away without being noticed.
Loving doesn't mean to be with them forever but helping each other to grow on their own.
Loving doesn't mean to be jealous but to be happy in their happiness
Loving doesn't mean suffering but being able to smile in pain.Loving doesn't mean rushing recklessly but observing and noticing things that no one has ever noticed.
Love is limitless and for eternity.
A topic, A talk, A feeling and A emotion that has no origin.This poem was published in a international e-magazine. I was very happy that day. It was first poem which got published.
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Faded Lines
PoetryA book of emotions narrating about the faded lines which are forgotten in the passage of time. A poetic outbrust of encaged feelings I'll post quotes, selfmusings, microtales, poetries written by me from time to time. Updated Twice A Day In short, i...