Your chuckles, your smile, attire, elegance, beautiness and most important sexiness is what lures me towards you. I am so lucky to have ever find you. Time would pass by and may the love between us ripe like a tender fruit which would taste sweet. May god had created a way to inculcate a mixture of holiness between us. You are so amazing right from the day one my dear. I could hardly take out a blink out of you. The best love is the kind that awakens the soul and makes us reach for more, that plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds, and that's what you've given me. If I could ask God one thing, it would be to stop the moon. Stop the moon and make this night and your beauty last forever. I suspect you haven`t even realized that there is someone who looks at you in a different way and whose heart beats faster every time you are near. Much as I try to be discreet, I can sometimes be too obvious for you. Would you be with me ??
This was the note that he had written for her. But timely enough, his
feelings were murdered. Agonizing with his situation below is a narration of
what he was going through.
She was there making the winds alike, Like an apple pie her fragrance was intoxicating causing insomnia in him.
Whole nights he was like under the sky with a blanket of huge comfort. Heart
was racing along with the thoughts, causing an immense stroke. This stroke was irresistible
making it uncomfortable, but thinking about her let go all the pain that
subside. His teeth was clattering with the fear that she would go, a feeling
which he never had made a point. Life was starting to cease with everything in
freeze. The bitter cold was agonizing the rich wounds which was manufactured by
those sleepless nights. All he could do was
talking to the tree describing his
situation along with the pain.
Everything starts with a dream and ends with bitter cream with no layer
to it. Everyone finds sugar coating among others, but there was a point where
the sugar was above the reach. She had made an impact that remained in his
heart, but all he could do is wait till she ever lasts. Time plays a game with
that boy who himself couldn't let things go by. She destroyed the house of
cards he designed causing a foot on his tender heart which was tempting to be in care. He had
thoughts about her hidden in a pot, where the pot resembled to his shallow pit
inside the mouth. Everything was shattered in a matter of time, the girl had no
design whatsoever about the condition of the boy. Society saw him as a loser
but he was building himself for something bigger. He was "THE DARK KNIGHT" , the armour being
one of it 's own kind.
"You
either die a hero or you live long enough to see yourself become the villain"
From that day the hero died, the murderer being the girl. Since then
there arose a Villain from the ashes of the hero as a deadly Phoenix. He is now the silent guardian, a watchful
protector from the worldly ties. Nothing else mattered leaving him the most
dangerous man on the earth.
It’s not
who we are underneath, but what we do that defines us.
