Every time we part, I feel like a child whose favourite toy has been taken away from him. One such occasion might be our last meeting.
Even though I look at her longer than I should at times, it can't provide for the void her permanent absence would leave in my life.
Being practical, I tell myself not to think of what will happen eventually and to live this moment which is full of love, hope and possibility.
Life is a perpetual tryst to find true love, and the only way to succeed is giving back love.
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Monday, 30 January 2017
Love Shorts #30
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Saturday, 28 January 2017
Love Shorts #28
Misunderstandings are born not necessarily out of lack of understanding. When two persons are trying too hard not to hurt each other, they end up being too conscious, and hurt each other. Remember as a child you broke the china glass crockery when your mother asked you to 'handle it very very carefully?'
I thought it would be bad to argue with her while she expected me to argue back.
The confusion lead to words being said, feelings being hurt.
''It is just a small matter.'' I tell her. ''I want to come out it. I wish I knew how.''
When you don't know how to make the situation good, don't make it worse by saying bad words in anger. Let time be the healer.
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