There is nothing in the world that a couple of shots of vodka can’t cure

Three years.I. Had. Not. Cried. In. Three. Years.Not. At. All.A part of me that existed, existed no more.A part of me died when he left me, and it was the best part.

Love hurts you to a point where neither can you stay single, nor can you make a move.

I wasn’t in love with him.But, I couldn’t unlove him.

I closed my eyes, imagining every feature of his face. He had greenish eyes that could challenge the ocean. He had this amazing way of smiling which could melt the toughest hearts. He was the epitome of perfection and a paragon of gentlemanly conduct. He was precious and gallant towards everyone. Probably, that’s why I was spellbound. For me, he was debonair. Boys like him shouldn’t be born.He didn’t belong here.He didn’t belong to me.

Purposively whirling around, I glared at him.How dangerously handsome he is!How fiercely I hate him!How hopelessly I still love him.How badly I want to melt in his arms!How desperately I want to make him mine again!How strongly I want to get rid of his presence!I couldn’t see more of him and face nightmares for the rest of my life. His presence was toxic.Like bad toxic.Or a good toxic?I couldn’t differentiate.My head was spinning.

I saw his beautiful face with my closed eyes.Maybe he wasn’t real.Maybe he was an illusion.Maybe he happened to me in my imagination.But the pressure in my chest, damn, that felt real.

How good it feels when you've made a special place in the heart of the one you love!

She tried to smile but all he could see was pain.