A long time ago I said, “I love you.”
Still after 13 years I can say the same.
The volume of love hasn’t changed a bit.
The love grew with thousand branches.
The love flourished and matured in many different ways.
People tell me love fades away.
People express how distressed the love has become.
People suggest love can die.
People say love changes its way.
I never felt that.
My love is still the same as it was 13 years ago.
I still hear the voice of my beloved.
I still listen to the chaos made by my love.
My love still gives me goosebumps.
My love still tickles me all over the body.
My love is still fresh like the new born baby.
Every time I close my eyes, I can see my love.
When I open my eyes, my love is still there.
People are very wrong, at least to me.
When a beloved gets hurt by one, the love never changes its course.
When the beloved breaks the heart into million pieces, love never goes away.
Even when the beloved kills the love, it never turns its back.
I know this and I am living this.
My every existence cheers with me when I say, “I love you.”
My lips smile, my heart laughs out loud, my soul fulfils every time when I breath the love I have for you.
I cannot say till the death do us apart, as we are already apart.
Just dear remember one thing only, even if the world ends and no one leaves to love you, there will be one soul, a pity soul what will be loving you till the last breathe, till the world ends, till the universe sets the last run and until the moment the darkness eats every thing.
A long time ago I said, “I love you.”
Today I am saying the same, “I only love you.”