I am trying to read, trying to subside you from my mind, for a brief moment but failing Everytime. You come to mind, just as my heart beat, just as I breathe. Love is like this I guess. The undying passion of wanting the love of your life around. Near you or somewhere closer to you. The sense of melancholy is greater nothing can make it better but you.
I love you so much. My heart aches when I am not close to you. When I have to come to my home and when you have to go to yours, when we have to sleep thinking of the other fighting the empty space, it hurts me.
I will be with you, near you, for the time being in our dreams but I will come to you.
I love you…
~ Dilly ~