Vivacious was the only adjective that struck his mind when he saw her, that stricken reminds him of the earth dawn by the meteors. His judgmental adjective holds true after knowing her for years. He fell for the most cliché feeling in this world called Love. The vocal cords were not responding, he thought a pen would help him, when she asked him “why do you love me?’. He was besieged by many thoughts which were so entangled, very difficult to let them free. The only thing he could do is to hug and make her hear his palpitations which would eventually answer her question. They smiled. Down the line he understood that time is potent which made him shoe and her lace, as she braced his soul enduringly in spite of not knowing how to tie how her own shoes duly.
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