The alleys are engulfed by the mist
What lies beyond could be an intriguing mystery.
Light is of little help.
Shadows amplify the obscurity.
An eerie atmosphere prevails
like that in an Edgar Allan Poe’s story.

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As the seasons transition,
I wonder about Autumn.
Neither do I need to run away
from the Sun nor do I need to go in search of it.
The air doesn’t feel frigid but balmy.
But how short is this season of wonder.
In the midst of ‘Fall’ begins the freezing Winter.

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Me and my friend have a tough time solving a Calculus problem but ultimately, we get the correct answer.

Our Mathematics teacher, goes through it and says; "You both seem to have invented some advanced technique which even the Calculus inventors aren't aware about."

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He: Now, there is no point discussing this and don't cry. Have I ever abused you or tortured you that you are crying. I have never been such kind of a man.

She: Well, you haven't and you didn't ever. But, I think the scars that you have given me, although invisible, are no less and no different than the scars that are evident and palpable. I guess, some men give visible scars while some hidden but both hurt terribly. The torture that the heart undergoes is quite the same as physical torture.

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Sometimes, I ponder and wonder whether I should forgive you.
The constant conflict puts me in a muddled up situation where my pragmatic mind says not to and the impractical heart says to forgive you.
It's not just one dream that got shattered but several interweaved dreams got crushed.
Thus, the conflict culminates in a truce wherein the heart decides to provide you with affection but the pragmatic mind would never be able to forgive you easily.

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He: I used to love you but now I belong to someone else who has had several dreams and aspirations about our beautiful future, I can't let her dreams fade away.

She: That's perfectly all right. But, some dreams have been crushed and shattered just to create a dreamland for another.

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Haven't you experienced a sort of Love that has no tinge of envy in it.
A kind of Love with no signs of expectations.
A sort of Love with no bouts of annoyance.
A kind of Love that only wants to provide the utmost affection to the another soul.
A sort of Love that doesn't let you freeze despite some harder facts.
A type of Love where you know you can't be with him but still you feel blissed to have been a part of him once.
I wouldn't have felt this kind of Love if I hadn't met you once again!

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There are some unique Love Stories that do not necessarily have a blissful ending. The reason I term them Unique is because of the simple fact that in these stories Love doesn't culminate in two people being together forever unlike a regular Love Story which demands a "Together Forever".
In such stories, souls even after having drifted apart and despite knowing the fact that destiny can't bring them together still feel a bliss if they happen to cross pathways.They can still smile and converse.They can still feel an affection in an utterly different form.They experience something that's beyond explanation.
That's how I discerned the True Essence of Love when I happened to cross paths with him again.

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One Moment was enough to radiate a smile
One Moment was enough to make one feel as though it would last Forever!

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We didn't end our chapter on a terribly pessimistic note, perhaps we ended it at a time when none of the readers would have expected the end. But, we ended maybe to commence an entirely new chapter where new inexplicable feelings engender that can't be as expressive as love, as overt as love but are no less than the affection and bliss evident in love. Maybe we were destined to begin an enigmatic chapter and that's how you are right when you say:
You and I are You and I!

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