We
can't go in search of love.
It
won't last long.
It
has to happen of its own.
It
has to spellbind us.
Reform
our straight lives into curved ones.
It
has to be with us always.
That's
true love.
It
happened to me.
Actually
I didn't choose her,
Love
made me fall for her.
It
was time when life was dull and dry.
That's
when I saw her.
"Don't
go away melting my heart,
My
other heart won't leave you.
Though
many beauties passed by me,
My
heart never skipped a beat,
You
just came a while ago,
And
casted a spell on me.
I'm
giving up my breathe,
I'm
giving up my life,
Living
in my dreams.
Is
this my imagination?"
--- M@nm@Y ---
beautiful..............:)
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