dealing with new things, new people was never so fun till now. just started knowing people around who seems to be like a book with beautiful cover page, now let see how does the book turns out to be!
Everyone in this world loves to be loved, and the feelings are doubled when they are mutual. Sneha, 21 years old, fair and beautiful, remembers how she used to wait for February 14 th , since she entered the teenage, for something romantic and special to happen. But eventually nothing used to happen, and the day used to be either normal or really bad. The kind of person she is, she always loves to imagine, to dream, to fascinate about everything that seems to be romantic. Every time she watched some romantic movie, she would imagine all the goody part to be happening with her, in her life. She imagined very often, how a guy would approach her, be around her, make her feel special, send gifts, stare from distance, leave short messages as a clue of his emotions and so on. She always had songs on her playlist that expressed how she us...
One day I will move on, Move on from the fact that you said I had the most magical smile, The infectious kiss, Fragrance that never fades, Glow to remember And love like of life time, But still you left out of the door, One day I will move on, Move on from the fact that you said one who leaves me is stupid, That one who fails to know me is unlucky That one who thinks too much beyond my word is shallow That the one who has me is rich But you still left out of the door One day I will move on, Move on from the fact that you had said that no one has loved you like I did, That no one said you look like an angel fallen on earth and even after all that you've done to me, you are someone I'll never want to lose, From the fact that you never accepted us, Accepted me And my love From the fact that I never wanted to put you in the bracket where my exes fall but apparently you en...
He wooed me He caressed He loved me Like no one else. He weaved a web To make me prey In which I fell With no disgrace. We made creases On bed And our silhouettes made love on the wall, All night all day, No time no break, We were into each other With no sense of the world. I got used to it He was moving away Experiments weren't working Well, I wasn't a professional anyway. Just 3 months and it was going to an end, A relation that started fast Was walking too soon towards the grave. I thought it was a road to soul, My journey with him was ending on the bed. No memories, No talks, Just a passion To make love like insane. Did we really made love? I asked myself! He moved on Saying just three words that "It won't work" The Words that I never wanted to hear But I knew they were about to come, I realised, ...
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ReplyDeleteAnd here I thought you don't like reading books!!! ;)
ReplyDeletewith you i will surely read some good stuff :)
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