You keep reading her again and again and again.You can never stop reading her. Because she is your favorite book!

Every breath of mine had your name in it!

She: So where do we go from here?He: Nowhere!She: What do you mean?He: You go your way and I go mine!She: Can we have a future together?He: I don't settle down! I am the wanderer and wandering is my destiny!

Whatever happens between us; you will forever be aching for me just as a flower aches for her bee.

As the love symphony of Beethoven wafted in the air, you and I made love last Saturday afternoon. And the neighbor's dogbarked madly, every time our bed creaked from all the gyrations that you and I could outmaneuver in our frenzy of wanting each other's body and soul!

She wants a love. A deep kind of love. Someone who loves to listen to her. Someone who touches her heart by his words and feelings...Someone who puts her head on his shoulders for her to cry on, may be once in a while...Someone who is comfortable being her best friend. Someone who reassures her that life is indeed beautiful...

We climbed a hill, and then sat on rocks that were adjacent to each other. We kept on staring at the sky. Words were not needed, for in the silence between us we understood each other. Feeling exhilarated, she stood up and looking at the sky said " Isn't it a miracle to be alive and to be able to witness the beauty of nature!" And I smiled at her, feeling the ecstasy of that moment in complete bliss!

We will not meet,my words will stayclose to your heart.

You make me feel Monday is Saturday.