Eyes could not reflect the feeling of my Love my voice sounded weak to approach you, I cannot accomplish myself to the worth of my emotions. I don't know what name I should give to the feelings which never got a shape.

No matter, how much I try to put my words in those piece of paper I just can't jott down the exact meaning I want to conclude it to you.

Our relationship has never gone through those ups and downs of hills and those storms of never ending ache and pain. As our happiness should never depend on someone's sorrow which will place us on an never ending grief and regret. 

The feeling is emerging like a green signal over my heart, the more I think the more I am bound towards your love.

My feeling for you is like the history of age's of pure love which I don't want to ruin it with a feeling of mere thirst, an illusion it seems at a time I am yours and at the very next second I was never yours.

My love for you is like a clear picture caught over my head that whatever we are and have shared is always deep like the oceans and as pure like the flowers devoted to the god.

My emotions arouse like a goose bumps, ready to burst out, but when I see you with another person who has been showering love upon you like the heavy rains I feel an ache in my heart. A voice comes from within as not to cross the boundaries.

I note down the thought of you crossing my mind, I note down the emotions of you leaving me behind. Always like a whistle it blows over my ears, trying to figure out the difference between start and over. I am completely swept by the thought of not being able to see you again.

Love for me has turned out to be an never ending tale of those fairies and monsters, sometimes it gives be butterflies and sometimes a fresh fragrance of flowers, but as soon as I wake up to smell, it vanishes away like it had never passed by.

I won't regret not expressing myself to you as I am happy by not touching your body but your soul, by not feeling your lips but your voice. Still I am happy cause you are never mine but somehow, sometimes your eyes and your voice resembles me and my soul. 

That is the story of our never defined relationship and my hard to forget love