I don’t know how to start this post. This is not a thought provoking one because my thoughts never provoke anyone. I’m just trying to pen down (type down, to be precise) my feelings. I’m missing her. Yes, I’m missing her badly.
In the bouquet of my friends there is a flower
Which has the sweetest smell, the brightest color
And the prettiest look of all
A touch of it takes away all my sorrows
A look at it makes me feel happy
Itz there with me in all my evens and odds till now . But I’m missing the flower now.
Luv U … my sweet little kid (she always likes if I call her “sweet little kid”)
Finally, thanks for reading this nonsense. I call it nonsense because love makes no sense if it doesn't succeed.