Love is Just a Dish!

“I wanted to be with you, my love,” he said so passionately.

“It’s sometimes impossible to be with me,” she replied deliberately.

They looked into each other’s eyes and felt the ease of holding themselves close.

They knew they had to be separated and never give each other rose.

They had tears in their eyes, though none shed a drop of it.

They were so indifferent together, though they were their perfect fit.

They held their breath for hours and hours to feel their heart beating.

They were so much deep into their relationship, they never thought of cheating.

Life on the other hand had an entirely different plan.

It forced them to be far away and join enemy clan.

The life decided they were not meant to be together.

They decided to stay with their own rather than stay with each other.

Love in them vanished in time and locked itself
in the deepest corner of the brain.

They themselves were not being ever possibly able
to retain.

The feelings were hidden to the bottom or on the
highest peak.

None could possibly reach there, not even with the stick.

Thewords were never enough, never going to bef full

The essence of love had been vanished and been a laughing tool.

They only could see and have the satisfaction from far away.

Love is just a dish on the life tray.

Published by Tahmina Mili

I am a dreamer. Always dream to have a new and beautiful life. I always try to live happily ever after. There are no bad vibes in me. To me, the world is the most beautiful and honest place to live in. "The bad is not bad until we make it bad" and "Smile is the beauty of life", are two of my most favorite sentences of all time. I live believing in them. I am proud to be me and love being me all the time.

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