Our love was passionate , somewhere warm and somewhere we were afraid . our love was like a flower which we experienced in spring but afraid of coming of autumn . when we met we were stranger , then we liked each other and understood each other so deeply like that of ocean's deep end that can be touched but our love , trust and bond can't be touched or destroyed . when our love blossoms when we love each other and be happy together . when one of us get sick we both get sick , when one of us laugh, we both laugh and when one of us cry ,we both cry .
we are crazily made for each other , passionately love each other and genuinely understand each other better than anyone else .
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Lots of roses !!


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