A Page From Her Diary

"I love you, these three words were not the part of my life....But then I met you, not a perfect person but you are so beautifully crafted that saying perfect isn't enough...I must say you have spoiled me..It happens sometimes that I cry,like I did last night...They are happy tears,because I don't know that how can I be so blessed? Yeah! I am blessed....I am blessed to have you.. I had breakups, I had taken false promises,but no more of it now!

You make me cry...you make me go mad with those care and love of yours...each day is blessed day with you....And your eyes mam! They speak a lot... Those eyes tell what your heart thinks, I still remember the way you stared at me in that coffee cafe day,I blushed... 💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗
The way you hold my hand, it assures me the love you carry within yourself...I can say now I got the moon I ever wished of...."

~ from the first page of her diary.

While writing this I could feel the love they had, the diary was torn...It had a title "WE".....💗 I could just wish that their love is still the same... 💗💗💗💗💗