Today was the day I had said I love you to you
seven years back.
We don’t talk anymore.
Actually, you don’t talk to me anymore, you never will.
My heart is broken.
But if I ever meet you again,
in my next birth,
or the next to next one,
I will try again.
Who knows you might love me then!
I will take the pleasure and pain of loving you again.
Who knows you might love me then!
I will try again!

Love is friendship,
Friendship is love.
Look like my dear,
that is what we have.

A day comes, a day goes
Months turn into years
But the only thing that remains
is love, love, love, and more love, my friend!

I wish to die
I wish my years get added to yours
& in this way, we remain attached, forever.

The relationship died a slow, painful death,
yet the bittersweet memories remain.
It ruined my heart, mind and soul
and gave birth to a new me.
I claim that I have changed
while I do my chores with a smile
and pretend as if nothing happened.
But when the night falls silent
and I lie in the comforts of my bed
I shed my tears quietly
and lament over something that is lost forever
and I ask myself why it happened, why?

Loving you is like dancing in the rain
like experiencing a sweet pain
like watching the night sky
like tasting a sweet pie
like reading my favourite book
like being the best cook
like traveling around the globe
like wearing a beautiful robe
like walking on the Moon
like humming my unique tune
like living an amazing dream
like eating double chocolate with ice cream
like solving a tricky puzzle
like watching water bubbles
and singing a romantic song.

I am going to find someone who thinks that -
• I am getting better with age
• I am a great professional and an awesome human being
• I am unique in a good way
• I am an excellent person to be with
• I am knowledgeable
• I look beautiful sans any makeup; the list is endless
Bingo, I have found that special person! It is me!