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I used to call myself a writer then, she came and taught me "How to hold a pen correctly." I thought of myself as a singer then, her melodious voice enlightened me "How to listen to the symphony of your own heart." I called myself a dancer then, her passion for dance instructed me "How to sway your body with the music that your heartbeat sings." I dared to call myself a lover then, her unconditional love solemnly educated me "How to love someone affectionately even staying miles away from each other, even when you can't see each other every day."
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Nov 28, 2018
Nov 28, 2018 at 1:43 PM UTC
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I used to call myself a writer then, she came and taught me "How to hold a pen correctly." I thought of myself as a singer then, her melodious voice enlightened me "How to listen to the symphony of your own heart." I called myself a dancer then, her passion for dance instructed me "How to sway your body with the music that your heartbeat sings." I dared to call myself a lover then, her unconditional love solemnly educated me "How to love someone affectionately even staying miles away from each other, even when you can't see each other every day."
I have been doing everything so wrong then, she came into my life and changed the perspective of looking at this world...
#love#ldr#life#she#precious#romantic
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24/M/New Delhi, India
Nov 28, 2018
Nov 28, 2018 at 1:43 PM UTC
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