Love Unplugged-II

Love is toying atrociously and still remembering that the person by your side is not compelled to do anything.

– It’s honor.

Love is blemish in yourself not pestering you.

-It’s acquiescence.

Love is overlooking up an opportunity just to wait for the apt time

-It’s forbearance.

Love never demands a sorry and a thank you. A simple gesture is enough to change the whole mood

-It’s ecstasy

Love is a back massage that starts above the hairline, which is as pure as this emotion and ends around the insoles.

-It’s exploration.

Love does not have to say “Let’s make love, sweetheart” because you know the perceptions of the other person.

-Its understanding

Love is being given a fair chance to say no when your relationship status changes from ‘I’ to ‘WE’.

-It’s consideration.

Love is saying that one imperfect phrase to make a sedate embrace thaw into giggles.

-It’s humour.

Love is being told “Dumb wait. I’ll kill you”.

-It’s hidden desire.

Love is seeing how your lover waved you a high, the first time

-It’s truth.

Love is a satisfaction of not caring of ‘What the clock strikes?’

-It’s joy.

Love is when the dream place is to be protected in the arms around.

-It’s tempting

Love is seeing a new side of a person you thought you were aware of.

-It’s renewal.

Love is telling a person if you have to leave, you will let them sleep, and being told they would prefer to be awake.

-It’s tenderness.

Love is when stories and imagination becomes past, because you wait for surprises more often.

-It’s undeniably beautiful reality.

Love is being there to wake your lover. Slowly slowly!!

-It’s sensuousness.

Love anxiously knows why you bothered to buy a 7 by 7 bed a year ago.

-It’s practicality.

Love is two people only taking up a third of a 7 by 7 bed.

-It’s closeness.

Love is to share each and everything you once thought couldn’t be shared with anyone.

-It’s trust.

Love is saying good-bye with a hope that the argument won’t stay for long.

-It’s faith.

Love is opening your medicine cabinet and finding your tube of toothpaste turned into a pretzel.

-It’s adaptation.

Love is sitting at the window, looking out and remembering who you were with the night before.

-It’s reflection.

Love is hearing the weather forecast for a winter storm and wishing you could spend it in bed with your lover.

-It’s emptiness.

Love is stories that would never be told.

– Yes, It’s ‘PERSONAL’.

–Swatii Chandak

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