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When everything goes right she's gonna be my chariot and me being charioteer accompany my queen. Yezdi my 💙 (roadking)
Misunderstanding love
It all starts with misunderstanding and ends in misunderstanding. I just got this thought in my mind while brushing this morning. Yesterday I encountered a scene in my cousin's life, where a boy ends his battle of love for her after many years of true fight. Everything changed in a glance. He could have fought a little more. Maybe should not crave that much. They were good in the 1st part of theirs. Later on misunderstandings curled in between them. She could not bear them longer. They broke. Though it is good to have such experiences in life, I feel it all starts with misunderstanding the love. The idea of loving someone in a first glance is the first misunderstanding, I feel. One should not gift their heart to other unless they were okay with each other, unless they completely know about each other. If a relationship ended up in misunderstanding, where are those promises once made, where is that clean pure love that shivered in the beginning. So in a nutshell, i feel the idea of loving the other person starts with misunderstanding the love, and ends in misunderstanding (P. S: this is my opinion about my cousin's story)
Don’t bitch me for leaving you incomplete now, rather you could have complained for making you feel incomplete then.
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Many who shares, ‘beauty is not in the face, beauty is not makeup…’ Such stuff, they seldom crave for it.
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