They say absence makes the heart grow fonder. True. But very few people realize that prolonged absence actually kills love. Love never dies a natural death. It diesof betrayals, neglect and of course isolation. But let me reiterate what absence really means. In my opinion it is merely not the lack of physical manifestation but rather the essence or substance. It likes being there but not really being there. It’s like saying things that you don’t actually mean. It’s like being with the person just for the heck of it without really meaning to be with that person. It’s like saying I love you to somebody and yet never failing to do hurtful things to that person. And that sucks.
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regards to indhu, I find nourishment at the mere sight of her. But these days,somehow, it’s not just quite enough. I don’t understand why i talk toher 30 minutes for each day, I don’t understand why she needs to have a curfew, I don’t understand why we can only share the views at particular means of time,message counter never tallies with the actual registered sent and received messages. Something’s wrong here and I don’t have to be a freakin’ rocket scientist to know that. The bottom line is I just want to know "what's wrong with her!!,Is early marriage panics her?.still',i dont understand her tears.
I can’t help but wonder that maybe I’m the only one who’s in deep love in this relationship.Maybe she doesn’t really show his problem Or maybe she’s feeling t that she has grown tired of me and that she wants out and I’m just being stubborn to realize it. It grieves me to be so near and yet so far from you gal!!. Every moment you are that way is like an arrow through my weary heart. And it’s a quiver full of arrow. Stop the hell and try to ease me
