I have never measured the roads to reach you... because some journeys aren’t completed by steps, but with patience.
Your existence isn’t like the fragrance of flowers, it’s more like the first fog descending from the mountains... you see just a little, but it fills everything.
When I talk to you, I don’t choose words, I choose silence... because even silence becomes meaningful in front of you.
I never wrote your name in the sky, nor carved it in the sand... I have kept it safe inside me, beyond the reach of even forgetfulness.
People say love has an end... I don’t think so.
A river merging into the sea doesn’t mean its existence ends... it is reborn in every wave of the sea.
Similarly, my love for you won’t end like a fleeting story... it will bloom again with every new dawn, every quiet evening, and every unspoken emotion.
Love isn’t just about getting... it’s about understanding, accepting, and finding joy in each other’s happiness. Such love always stays in the heart... peaceful, like light, and true. #✍🏽 माझ्या लेखणीतून #🌹प्रेमरंग #😎आपला स्टेट्स
