Love is the food for the heart.
A song, he sang, to me he did, well, i'd like to think that way.
The difficulty faced in getting to the land of slumber & dreams were deterred by the upward sloping jaw muscles, didn't mind one bit. The pleasure was mine.
Happiness is the something you feel when you communicate with your love. In this case, it was the pictures of us pasted in my innard photo sticker album which enhance the whole moment. The recording of the offtuned voice and flashbacks...
Kept my soul from escaping.... Lovely. Would love the experience again.
2 days back...
I dreamt, i dreamt, a dream so good.
If only... Fantasy becomes reality.
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