I don't know how every love story ends with marriage, mine started there. It was like reading a dictionary, every day i got to know something new about her.The first time we got intimate, physical pleasure was one thing but the emotional satisfaction was something i never had before,i never knew i was an incomplete piece of puzzle which she completes.
No! It wasn't an arrange marriage, we met on social site, we fell for each other and end up marrying , but honestly we didn't end up, we actually stared there. 'That day' when i saw her in that red 'saree' , all dressed up for 'pooja' the first thought ran across my mind was 'does goddess look like this?'. I felt a weird feeling, a wonderful pain which stabbed the deepest core of my heart, my eyes filled with tears and i was the happiest at that time. I was crying like a baby saying that i love her and she held me like a mother saying that she's already all mine, then i realized, it was never about the shell, it was all about the soul. It wasn't me the piece of puzzle it was my soul, which when met hers, created LOVE. Love, which don't have any limit, the deep you go the deeper is waiting, a never ending depth. Love is a whole universe, in which happiness, pain, etc. are starts and all the other things like excitement, amusement,trust, care,protectiveness, worry, jealously etc. are planets, moons, comets and so on...
She died after 12 years, and what is a "mother without child"! , my body died too but, our LOVE is still alive. I never thought of killing myself. I am scared. What if there's no world where i could find her? What if i couldn't feel our LOVE anymore? I want to live as long as i can with "OUR IMMORTAL LOVE".
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