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Love Knocked Again. ❤ See, I have been in love not

 Love Knocked Again. ❤
See, I have been in love not once, twice but incidentally many times. The problems we humans carry within us is that we love to stay in that place for a long time but after sometimes it starts to divert us somewhere else. Where everything looks new but the feelings remain the same, but that’s not going to happen because thing change, people change and so does the feelings we carry for a person. It’s hard to explain our self, whom we love. That feeling or the person, it’s so complicated we end up making it more complicated than before.  

Crying in nights, trying to escape from the feelings which we made for them, isolating our self so that we understand things in better ways and many more but trust me for once all things will kill you even more than before you go through them. 

I know, I’m a complicated person and will always be.  Maybe that’s the nature I carry within myself for a long enough that if I try to change myself a bit. I will end up losing the truth of myself which I really can’t bear.

It’s so crazy being so complicated we humans still find a way to let our self feel out, or maybe find someone who can make you feel. And, in those moments I saw you. Simple, elegant, beautiful and more than that I have fallen deeper for your writings than your glorious face. Well, that’s the way we writers usually fall for someone not by the looks they carry or the way live there life’s, but by the stories, they write. Someday, it will be ours, and you have to be the author for that.
 Love Knocked Again. ❤
See, I have been in love not once, twice but incidentally many times. The problems we humans carry within us is that we love to stay in that place for a long time but after sometimes it starts to divert us somewhere else. Where everything looks new but the feelings remain the same, but that’s not going to happen because thing change, people change and so does the feelings we carry for a person. It’s hard to explain our self, whom we love. That feeling or the person, it’s so complicated we end up making it more complicated than before.  

Crying in nights, trying to escape from the feelings which we made for them, isolating our self so that we understand things in better ways and many more but trust me for once all things will kill you even more than before you go through them. 

I know, I’m a complicated person and will always be.  Maybe that’s the nature I carry within myself for a long enough that if I try to change myself a bit. I will end up losing the truth of myself which I really can’t bear.

It’s so crazy being so complicated we humans still find a way to let our self feel out, or maybe find someone who can make you feel. And, in those moments I saw you. Simple, elegant, beautiful and more than that I have fallen deeper for your writings than your glorious face. Well, that’s the way we writers usually fall for someone not by the looks they carry or the way live there life’s, but by the stories, they write. Someday, it will be ours, and you have to be the author for that.
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