I never wanted to fall in love but rise in love. Although I’d fallen twice, the third time was the one I was hoping for. We’re a couple of timeless rhythms.
From a stranger in 2002 to a soul mate till date, together we joined the dots, A to B, you and me. You and me forever, you and me together.
Godspeed!
After all these years I feel like our relationship is like an exception to Gifffen’s Paradox. It doesn’t follow the rule of Diminishing Marginal Utility. This is love, love at its best.
We may fight, we may sulk, we may bounce, we may crash but we don’t fall apart. That’s what partners in crime do. They’re equal, not better or lesser than each other.
This is coupleness at its best!
We’re sculptors of each other. We’re each other’s clay. You’re in my clay, and I’m in your clay. We’re both in each other.
True love isn’t perfect. It has to be made bit by bit.
I’m learning this.
Times are challenging, times are unpredictable. In life, we share one quilt. In death, we’ll share one bed. You made my life into a rainbow, and now I know you. And now I know how and why!
I hope so!
You and me forever, you and me together.
I look forward to a beautiful tomorrow. To a future with less pain and sorrow. I look forward to a life full of promise. As husband and wife, I hope we live in bliss.
You and me forever, you and me together.
We’re a couple in one soul.
Nice
This is beautiful
Beautiful deepu