love-story

Treat me like a rare first edition of your favourite novel.

I see the beauty in you, and the darkness. Both are brilliant.

He isn't the best, neither am I. But we are the best version of ourselves with each other. And that's pretty close to Perfection.

You read between the wrong lines.

A thousand lifetimes I'd exchange if only I could have one with you.

You know all my needs and wants, you know hundreds of small things about me! You also know I am madly falling in love with you, You even know when I am staring at you! You know how much I desire you!

We call a story about love a love story. We call a poem about love a love poem. Well then, my dear, aren__ our lives love lives?

The Best Is Always Yet To Come

I felt you before I knew of your existence, maybe it was a hint from the universe to continue on the yellow brick road, so when I would find you along my travels I would simply just know.

Our eyes met and a never-before feeling entered our hearts. We gazed at each other longingly. We were indeed smitten by each other. Even before we realised, our lips locked. Ah, my first kiss. I had heard stories of how the first kiss is etched in one__ memory forever. This was absolute bliss. I felt a sense of belonging, a sense of togetherness. He took me by surprise with his proposal of love for me. Those magical words still linger in my heart. My dream of finding the right man had become a reality.

my dearshow me i am with you . other way show me you are with me . not seeing any place at your life , feels i am like a cold wind ,invisible can't see anyway . this ishard to feelconversation with my life-----------------------------litymunshi

I am such a classic fool, aren__ I?_ __o, not a fool. Just in love,_ __t__ all the same.___o, it__ not.

You have been the summary of my entire existence; my biggest weakness, my greatest strength. The weathers of my life start and end with you. You complete me.

Love can be all things.But, Just never enough.

You are so adorable. You can never be bad. Everyone has a hysterical part in himself, and I may be that part you. I__ just a lunatic. Maybe, a demon. And you.You__e the world.

You can't take love for granted! You need to be patient. And just as flowers take time to blossom, love will one day blossom in your heart!

Just knowing that you are there and you would be thinking about me while I am thinking about you makes my heart feel serene and contented.

I wanted to cover as much distance as possible to be away from where we were, but there was a storm which restricted me. And now, I have been praying for more snow for the last two days, but it__ just melting away to plain water.