Not Love.

“It’s only love, when you’re loving every shred of her being. They’d say that’s a chaotic kind of love. But then, would it be love if you’re not loving everything that’s meant to be loved. Her eyes that see everything between concrete and abstract, the way words gush out of her mouth, how she burns for everything she loves, and mostly, the rhythmic way in which she breathes, that marks her existence. And if her fearless existence is not beautiful, then what is?  It’s not love, if you’re not loving the flame in her eyes, and the place she rents you in her heart.”

Kelly Dsouza , Adelene Dsouza.

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