We always say we choose our partners following our free will, when in fact, it is our cultures, traditions and religions that instilled different set of values ( and desirable virtues ) and as such directly affected what we consider acceptable in our relationships.

Love is a longing for becoming one with another human being that nobody of us can avoid.

I didn’t know love could dispersewithout making a single seed grow,that longing after you in solitudewould become dearer to methan being in your arms.

The day you reached your pockets,giving me broken shells that I cherishedas the most precious jewels,I hoped that you, perhaps,will find missing pieces of your broken heart in me.I was wrong because you are still looking for them in someone else.

His eyes mimic mine.Sublime beauty marksof a man’s face.Staring and penetrating.Gentle and loving.Salacious.Immaculate.Feeding my hopeand starving my anguish.

If only you were the one I loved first,maybe I’d only suffer from not being ableto love you more.

You knew rainy days were to follow,that our spring had come to an ending.You started, mercifully,surrendering to my love with deception,that elevated me in a dearer waythan the true love of a wrong man ever could.