You spun threads of dreams like you were God. Now in the darkness you stare with eyes bloodshot.
The PJ
The PJ
The Pact
The Song
The E-mail
The Lap hug
The Apology
The Question
The Toe Fight
The Bike Ride
The Digital Kiss
The Belly Dance
The Arm Wrestle
The First Chicken
The Butterfly Kiss
The Dharamsankat
The Balcony Climb
The Breakup Stories
The I'm Watching ya
The Hill-station drive
The Dating Like a Pro
The Entangled Fingers
The Hugs from behind
The First Song For Her
The Tour to the village
The Warm Winter hugs
The Good Night Selfies
The Smiley World Wars
The Leftie Birthday note
The Online-Typing Loop
The Salsa Dance Classes
The Ass Smiley Proposals
The Morning Dhaba Drive
The Resonance of Madness
The Chocolate Ecstacy Kiss
The Cooking For Each Other
The Midnight Horror Movies
The Whispering from Behind
The Metropolitan Exploration
The DSLR Friendzone warning
The Playing with Her Long Hair
The Sleeping Wrapped Up Baby
The Perfect Duck-Face Challenge
The WhatsApp Deactivation target
The Designer Valentine's day Cards
The Getting Lost After Dropping Ya
The Date Planning and Management
The WhatsApp Rhyming message Wars
The Birthday Night Automatic Response
The Huge Building Terrace Midnight View
The Thinking Of Thinking What I'm Thinking
Let their empty hollow corpses rot every inch of what you were to give, never to be given; what you were to receive and never to be received...
