Our life is full of unexpected turns and endings.We were not ready for them,nor could we have anticipated them. Over the years, we lost something—crushed and betrayed, as we were easily malleable.They saw our lives as an inconsequential birth,hiding their agendas behind sugar-coated words. Yet, these experiences chiseled us into stronger and wiser beings.Never forget…
I gave two options to my crush (psst, she’s a math teacher):either she should be my wife,or I should be her man. She replied, “Both are trivial solutions—hence solved.”
Every night, my mind gets occupied with her presence.I wish I could purge it before she reaches my heart.But I need her, like a pen needs ink.My male bravado shatters when I see her eyes.My eyes embrace her.She is crazy, complicated, and naive.These are the traits that never let me leave.
My girl is a conservative Indian.When I asked her for a kiss,she said, “Sure!” and kissed me goodbye.
She isthe song I love to listen to,the riddle I want to solve,the book I want to read,the verse I would like to recite,the island I would love to explore,the life I am dying for.
She is beautiful,not by the way she looks,but by the way I look at her. .
We jumped into the unmade bed,covered ourselves with a white cotton quilt.When uncovering our deep love, our eyes soaked in passionate tears,with my head under your neck, I started with a sweet peck.Lost myself in your floral scent,caught in the secret spell. Like a snail, I craved a place in your love shell.Your hips are…
She is like a cigarette in my hand on a cold day,keeping me warm but still smoking my feelings away.
She: Is there any exotic place in the world that you want to visit by traveling all alone?Me: Yes, you!
If your heart is a prison, then I would love to do time.