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I'm far from being a romantic person. Loving? Not at all. I giggle at the wrong time. My laugh is too loud. I dance weirdly. I often find myself away from people or I find a way to push them away. But I giggle, laugh and dance anyway. And whenever I find myself alone, I sing, I think and I write. That's the closest to love that I can ever be. And when I hug the trees and kiss the sunset, when I admire the birds fly and I dance on the beach, that's the closest to romance that I can ever be. I make poems in my head. I make them all the time. I have always been in love. I'm still in love. I pour all my love to the notepad I write on. I romance the pen. The poems that are still lingering in my head, they say I'm incurably romantic. I still keep my poems. I live more in my imaginations than in reality. And if that's not love, I don't know what else is. I don't need a him or a her. I'm in love with love itself. I'm a story in another story. I'...

Like the vastness of an ocean; As strong as a woman can be, As weak as the sign of first love; Like two lovers meet for the first time, Like death separating a couple, divine; As difficult as life can turn out to be, Like the mystery the Universe's end holds; Like the little girl who wants a balloon, Like Cindrella's prince in the ballroom; Like a mother giving birth to her first child, Like a baby holding your fingers tight; As leaves change yet the root does not, Like the same old house on the same old plot; Like happiness, yet,like a profound sigh, My love thrives as I say I'm thine.

Come to me when the fear does overpower and I will lull you with the tales of valour fear not the fear lurking inside you like the demons, it will be defeated too Come to me when grief strikes you hard and I will sing to you the songs of a bard grief too will falter, sorrow will leave and the shelter of joy together we will weave Come to me when you think you are all alone and I will show you it sits not on a throne it is love eternal that is within your heart loneliness will elope, don't break apart Oh, come to me when you feel there is evil and I will remind you of your true will for there's good within you, mighty and pious evil will diminish, in peace it will leave us Come to me when cruel seems your life and all that's bad, we together will wipe come to me when nothing seems alright we'll overcome with our spirits blithe...

We pretend so perfectly that nothing happened, but hell yes, it was a wild night.. and it's fun to see nobody knew.. even the stars didn't see it too.. and in the woods we stayed till late.. wrapped in your arms, 'twas a date.. and yes, it was that wild night.. and we don't know each other today.. and the moon pretends he didn't hear.. the sounds of pleasure that were made.. showering those kisses of lust.. and we pretend we know not what love is,.. and the smell of the flowers that bloomed that night reminds me so much of you tonight but all I know is, it wasn't love.. all it was, just another wild night... ;-)