♥♪ჱL!fe Through My Eyes♥♪ჱ

Warm touch, Caressed love. In your enveloping arms I die. Warm lips, firm grip. When you lift me up, I come alive. Closed eyes, Your breath is all I feel Surrounded by you, That is the only place I want to be. Undying love You make me strong.. Your one touch Can bring me back to life

Picture from the movie The Uninvited “Su, lets click a picture!”  I keep all the shopping bags aside and stand besides her.  We grin into the camera. “Nice! Now keep clicking my pictures in every dress I try.” Sania thumps the camera into my hands and locks herself back in the trial room.  I look at our picture and smile.  … “How do I look?”  “You know you look great, don’t you?” I say, looking up from the book my head was buried into. “No, my hair looks bad. I want my hair to be like yours. Do something about it, will you?” Sania sulks and sits down besides me.  I comb the strands of her hair and twist it into a bun.  “So, where is that gentleman taking you?” I ask. “Don’t know yet. It’s a surprise.” She says smiling. “Thanks for doing the hair.”  “Have fun!” “We kissed. And it was amazing.” I open my eyes and see Sania sitting besides me. I roll over and sleep again. “Su. Talk to me. I need to tell you th...

This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 28 ; the 28th Edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton . The topic for this month is 'BLANK PAGES'. Picture from Google It’s funny  How people change with time, or rather how we do. Traits that we never knew about suddenly start to surface, and then the relationship starts to get blurry. Long talks are replaced by short conversations, and those friendly warm hugs are replaced with formal ones. What went wrong, we never seem to figure out, nor do we try to mend things. Our minds remain firm, our ego keeps rising. But our hearts? They feel empty.  It’s funny  How easily we tend to walk away, or rather how we can watch someone else walk away from our lives. We make somebody feel worthless, or we watch ourselves getting stabbed. When we leave, we tell the other person to hold himself or herself...