By Arushi Agarwal
425 seconds of waiting for you
425 days of booming with happiness
425 cries while I see you heartbroken
425 thoughts about our relationship
425 love bites you have given me
425 kisses and incision cuts given by you are all a waste
I wonder why I am in a lot of haste
425 heartbeats going beat by beat as if they are playing music
425 volts of energy running vigorously in our bodies
425 clouds crying aloud to hear our love story out
425 drips of rain making me insane to cry out all my tortures
Are we really the stout ones?
425 people staring at us
425 grudges shrugging their shoulders wondering how can we do this successfully?
425 times of stitching my heart of all the hurt
425 darts hitting at our intimacy circle
425 love letters you have written to me are all the treasures I have
425 scratches you have made in my grief ridden heart
425 turns this connection into the ever cherishable memories that I will hide inside my
embrace
I think I can bind a book of our 425 love stories
In 425 months
In 425 quiet spaces
Can you possibly help me in this?
By Arushi Agarwal
Beautifulll
Beautifully explained the story of 425