The Eclipse Of Our Hearts.

The Eclipse Of Our Hearts.

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Love can sometime be magic. But magic sometimes..... Can be illusion. -Javan ---------------------------------------------------------------- Let's just say that He and I were world's apart. If I was a misfit then he was the perfect fit. If I was the chaos then he was peace. If I was lie then he was the truth. So you can say that he was the bright sun of day and I was the dull moon of night. And with so many differences, I wasn't supposed to lock eyes with him. I wasn't supposed to let my heart beat go this fast for him. I wasn't supposed to let my thoughts wander off to him. And most importantly I wasn't supposed to fall so deeply for him. But we don't decide, destiny does. So it let it happen. It let it all happen and it let us fall in love. But when the moon meets the sun, we call it an eclipse. And so when it happens the sky bleeds out a pretty black. The clouds dull themselves. People from the world stop to watch the beautiful happening. But an eclipse for long is never a good thing. -------------------------------------------------- Disclaimer:-This book have Muslim characters.But it is not an accurate representation of Islam.This book is not meant to preach Islam or depict a perfect Muslim.
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In one swift movement of my hand I reached behind Sapphire's neck and released her hair from the low ponytail it was in. She gasped at my action and looked at me with feverish eyes. I thought I saw the colour gold flicker in her eyes, for a few seconds before I lifted my hand near her face and tucked a strand of her wavy hair behind her ear, before I said: "I fell in love with you, the first second I saw you reading that Tolstoy book in the library." She looked up at me, her warm beige skin looked like it was glowing now and she said with pure sincerity in her eyes "per sempre, in ogni dimensione, per sempre in ogni vita, solo tu fino al mio ultimo respiro amore mio" It meant (Forever, in every dimension, forever in every life, only you until my last breath, my love) I snaked my hands around her waist and pulled her close to me. Before kissing her the way I wanted to all this time, i looked into her eyes and said "Me too my love, me too." My first novel is about soulmates. And reincarnation. About, how many bodies a soul has to live in before they finally become their true selves. And before they finally get to be with their soulmate. It's about how love has so many faces. It's about how we never know what roads life will force us to cross. And what emotions we will be gifted to feel. And the things we're blessed with that sometimes we neglect. It's about giving yourself the time to grow and evolve before you give yourself to someone completely. And it's about not to take the love you have in your life for granted.

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