The first goodmorning of the spring season came, he is still sleeping in his dreams, he don't want to wake up (actually he don't want to fade up the moments he has with her in dreams).
He waited for a long time, year to year, face to face...finally he got a face , whom he want to say something, listen something, want to see her every moments.
So finally this year he want to give gift to her, he cut papers, he arranges roses, google beautiful quotations of love and finally makes a greeting of flavour of his
feeling, but he is not so daring to gift her himself.
Any ways, he moves for the final step to meet her, to express the voice of his heart, reason of smile on his face whenever he sees her, his stomach pain (i have seen in movies that there arise pain in your intestine
if you are in love), he kept the greetings poured with his love in between his books.
She comes, she smiles........
His brain fails to think, heart stop bopping, his mouth unawakened.....
and she moved away, once again he disappointed himself.......
he still have that card.....
waiting for you...
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