It was late at night..Fumes of sorrow were exhausting my mind with grief.I called a man at midnight whom I named as 'A Saviour'-a sorcerer in disguise.Talking to him felt so good and my mind was at peace for sometime.We talked for hours and hours and time seem to flew away with reponing my woes.We talked about our likings and dislikings..His positive aura,the way he discussed every speck of his life's insights,those exchanges of humorous banters made me sway away.His transcendent and contemplative spirit made me dance to his tunes as if he was an exalted one.He was no doubt a vocalist,generous and a humble human being.
He was someone who appeared out of the blue and whispered into my ears..."I am in love with you".
His ardent will to be mine unleashed a sort of joy surging in my chest.He coveted the best out of me and we wanted to grow with each other.I just wanted to hear him all day long.Bizzare was the phase when I was swayed off with his perpetual intellectual claim.Inclined towards his generosity,the enticing face he carried tended to forsake my heart and give him mine.Such was our love.
'The two abluted souls' who vowed never to abandon each other..!!
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'Diary Of A Broken Soul'
RomanceLove fails when feelings perish with time.You feel as if you have been castaway on the shore.Entangled in threads of libido, annihilation seems as an impending death.
