In the real world, the detailed fantasy I created has no meaning, no worth, no power. The realization leaving me speechless, a reality so tightly woven with a thread of fiction. It’s hard for me to separate dreams from harsh truth. I experience confusion, emptiness.
Can’t you see, dear, that I have spun a web of lies in your name? All of them, stories of greatness, stories of love, carved from my trembling hands, dripping from my mind, all for you. Yet, you don’t even know I exist.
I know it's all our mistake but every punishment has a limit but this your punishment has crossed all the limits Every punishment has a purpose and we understood that, is we should not harm the nature But please now stop it........ Ms Anjaan
Kiss me sweetheart Slowly and take My hands, Our love is young We are growing strong My soulmate My lover She's in my heart forever As we grow old together..