I’m bit late for valentine. But definitely not too late. Love doesn’t need a specific date. It needs two hearts. 🙂 Just like you and me.
This post will recall the day one of my love story.
I’ never write romance on my blog. But how can I refrain from sharing my thoughts on one of most beautiful days in my life.
The first time I saw her, she was with a plate of Chocolate cakes. I didn’t notice cake, but a smile, striking one with deep touch of care hidden in her eyes. That is the first time I felt she has something special. Her eyes were expressive; absolutely expressive like a princess to deflect my cake temptation. I felt something. I want to start a conversation with her.
That glowing black hair, dark- fair skin and gorgeous smile made me nerves.
She started to walk. I was looking at wiggle like walk and hesitated to a call form haven with a low tone whispering voice close to my ears. That whisper out from her lips triggered my sense.
“Do you want more?” she asked serving chocolate cake again.
It was soft. Touching, Slow and careful. I saw element of half giggle on her lips with prefund temptation. Oh boy … couldn’t say a word, but her eyes deflect the silence.
I took another piece of cake and smile. She giggled slowly and walks away.
That Giggling was lyrical
The way she carefully collect words with deliberate attention to details and how she wrap-up conversation with lovely attractive smile spark my inner sense to breed new thoughts and light up my world. I knew instantly my life is about to change.
That chocolate cake and the one served chocolate cake made me a fiancée.
I realized value of sharing emotions, feelings with someone whom you can depend. Give wings to dreams. I felt like it’s time to share my life with her.
For a man, you don’t feel like living until you have been loved by someone. It takes little time to realize trump of life is not live without troubles, live with troubles and with lots of love and care. life become complete with responsibility.
I’m glad I met her. She is special . I think she change my life. Sparked new dreams and hopes.
Love is like wind, you can’t see it, but you can feel it. Instead of sending Rosses on 2014 valentine, I wrote my honest feeling. Unlike roses this feeling of love will last for long time. Every time she reads this she would recall that memory.
I know she would read this post many times. Every time she read our love, it will only become stronger and stronger.