They said expressed love creates a history but I believe unexpressed love is a great mystery. Love finds to be a pleasure, when it happens to be a secret. When you are bounded by extra kind of energy, not confined with the compromises, love happens to be real, findings its own way. Just a smile of yours is enough to drive me crazy, to give the full momentum pleasures, the curves of smile on me will never fade away. I felt that we do have the soulful connection, and we don’t necessarily to be physically connected. Just a memory of you is enough for me to make my time good. Your eyes…how can I define? I get killed the every time I see it. Though I am unconscious about your voice it still whistles my ear. I laugh like mad when your memory strikes me. Your unheard sound has been my favourite sound, your unseen smile has been my best medicine for each and everything and I must say I am in love with that untouched soul. Love is not something you find but love is something that finds you. And your soul has found mine.
Month of love and romance.
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