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The Library
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Ongoing, First published Apr 03, 2015
“You really love him don’t you?”
A simple psychological question, not a name was mentioned but someone crossed your mind as soon as you read it.
Love.
Love is a raw emotion and a sentiment which cannot be described in any combination of the 26 alphabets existing in the English language. It’s when a person knows your darkest secrets, insecurities and weaknesses and yet choses to be with you. It is when his hand purposely brushes past yours while walking. It is when you stay up all night engaging in the stupidest conversations that erratically makes you smile. Love is when you are aware that there are 7 billion people in the world but he is the only one that matters.it is an emotion that overwhelms logic and common sense. Love is when the world fades away in his arms.
But what if I told you that love can exist between two people who are absolute strangers and know nothing about each other. And believe me this isn’t puppy love. It’s love that lasts a lifetime.
We all know about love stories that have happy endings where no matter how hard it was to stay together but you’ve made it to the end, but what if I told you that not all love stories have happy endings and yet it feels right?
I present to you the unique love story of Jessica and Andrew who’s beautiful love story took place in the world of imagination and where lofty spirits of all nations and generations meet… “The library”
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