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  Love is not something that you beg for.  You can't ask for someone to love you and never should  beg for it. Love is beyond sympathy and forced hugs.  Love is just like those dreamy waves kissing your bare feet in a deserted shore.  Love is the fresh morning breeze which cheer your heart everyday.  Love is like the dewy petrichor soothing your soul unwillingly.  Love is in those little moments carving a radiant smile when days are going rough.  Love in the hand stuffing your lunch box with lots of emotions, care and delight.  Love is tiring long journeys that you cover just to have a hug.  Love is in the warmth of unexpected hugs, even if you are all drenched in early monsoon.  Love is in fights, that you have for watching your favorite shows.  Love is in sharing a cup of coffee, even if you are not a coffee person.  Love is not only about sharing a same roof, but it's about the sense of belongingness.  Love is in p...

It's 4 am and you are still awake.  Those  eyelids are all numb after having hours of inconsequential session of Overthinking. And now there's nothing to think for.  It's okay .   It's 6am in the morning.  The aroma of your fresh dark coffee is not making you excited.And you are still laying in your bed and staring at the roof.  It's okay.  It's 10am, you are scrolling your phone.  Those hilarious memes aren't even giving p unches in your belly. You shut your phone off. And now you are all blank.  It's okay.   It's now midday. The special mom made menu isn't giving you butterflies and You don't know why.  It's okay.   It's almost 2pm. You have missed your power nap,  And gazing through the window at nowhere.  It's okay .  It's 4pm, you are on terrace and trying to figure those disarrayed clouds.  The last leaf left on the autumn tree is struggling to hold the thin twig. And your eye is stuck at those c...