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1)The way he came to my life was no less than the bliss of God. He came just like an angel, specially sent to me to heal my wounds. He touched every cut & tear with the tips of his fingers & they grew flowers.
2) He smiled and spent hours minutely watching my silly mistakes and listening to my stupid stories without any complaint. That was the first time I discovered that I was bliss, not the curse.
3) He had the enormous power of waving his magic wand over everything. He bewitched my mind, unimaginably turning the frosty winter of my heart warm, full of spring.
4) I was never a believer of any religion pious. But his presence in my life made me a follower of pious love.
5) When I cross pseudo-feminists talk shit about masculinity over social media platforms, I close my eyes silently and remember the words he said, “Girls are the goddesses.”
6) I acted weird, pissed off at him, neglected him, and, at last, judged him miserably. He only gave a tiny smile every time with his moist eyes wiping off the drops of tears from my eyes and whispered, “My eyes are thirsty forever to see you smiling.” This gives me goosebumps whenever I remember.
7) My life had been bland, blank, grey, and pale. He came and coloured every bit of it. He was more than a rainbow.
8) The world is not a pure place anymore, where his closure probably had the purest touch at its best. He was the ultimate pilgrimage and I was the pilgrim.
9) Tight rib-twisting hugs can be the medicine of a tiresome, disappointing day I never knew until I got an ample dosage of it. I was inclined with the burden of struggles, and he absorbed my pain with his care.
10) It was his eyes that had the definition of the unending ocean. He was an owner of the entire universe of his soul; the universe of simplicity, kindness, love, and passion.
11) How mystified our relationship is, I still wonder. Eye contact worked the best when the stitched mouth played a vital role of a good companion.
12) His handmade food was a treat he used to make me super happy. He believed cooking isn’t limited to any gender boundary, it should be the delicious, finger-licking gift to a lover from the beloved.
13) I am the happiest woman, slowly gaining the strength to make my own position when he’s with me from being my early morning wishes to my good night dreams.
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