Love .. my love ..

I'm wondering if you know how much I loved you..

I think I loved you from the first moment we started to talk.. 12 months now..

12 months...

so many days when all I had in my mind was you.. and if you were safe.. if you cried or smiled that day..

12 months where I carried you in my heart and mind through India and America and France, UK..etc..everywhere i traveled ..and in every corner of my house..

12 months where London meant you and the stupid desire of having you here and the silly imagination of holding your hand in my town..

There is a scene in a movie I like where she is holding her in her arms and there's that moment when nothing is needed to be said anymore..

This.. this is the silly moment I dream to have with you.. not to kiss you , not anything else but hold you in my arms while we are in my favorite place in London..

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Damn these dreams..

I'm wondering if you ever dreamed about me..

I'm secretly hoping that you did.. that in those 2 moments when you had the courage to tell me your feelings about me.. that those nights you dreamed about me.. and my big scary love as you call it...I never knew that love can be scary, you know?

You know I still have you in my dreams ?

Even if she's back in your life?

That's all I have right now.. the right to dream..

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Because that's the only place where you are mine ..

.. and I'm holding your hand on a street in London..