Whispers Of Hearts ( Completed )

He: If Loving is an art, I want you to be my Picasso Myra.

Myra: No, you don't meant it. Tell me everything is a lie. You cannot love me. How can you say this to me when you love someone else ?

He: How do I prove it you Myra ?

Myra: Please don't this to me. Stop playing this love game. I tired of it.

He held her hand and placed her palm against his chest. Closing his eyes, he sighed and gave a gentle squeeze to her palm.

He: I love you Myra. It has been always you then, only you now and it will always be you forever. I will never be tired of loving you cause my life is meant only to love you even from the age when I didn't know what is to fall in love. Yet here I m before you confessing my love after years of being hidden deep in my heart Myra. I love you with every bone, fibre and cells in my body. I love you to the moon and back. I love you to the eternity Myra.

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"The Course of true love never did run smooth " - William Shakespeare.

Join Myra in her journey to unfold the love, passion, pain, betrayal and joy, fate has planned for her.