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Thought for TODAY: 29th November 2012




He: You are so perfect for me in every way .I cannot spend a single waking moment without you or your thoughts crossing my mind. I want to talk to you, listen to you, feel you, hold you and spend the rest of my life with you. I love you as much as you love yourself. Do you love me?

She: “Love” might not be the right word. I live you……in every breath and every heart beat.

The couple broke off eventually. The boy moved on in life, found another love and was happy. The girl went on with her life as if nothing had happened.  Years later they met once again:

He: Did you miss me?

She: I am alive, had I missed my breath and my heart beat I would not have survived till now! 

The boy concluded he was never missed and hence never loved. He walked away one more time from her life. But this time the survival was easy for that girl as she came to know she was never loved in the first place. She was just liked and that like changed the moment something else came his way. He had moved on long back it was she who had to move on now.

P.S: Wish people understood the difference between like/ love/ live – could avoid so many heartbreaks!

P.P.S: This is an excerpt from my new story Treasured Ardor on which I am currently working. Will be back with the full story soon!

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