I am bit worried today. As I just got to stroll through memories of you. I saw how unchecked my fantasies were and how you had excelled in the art of fueling those. I felt that how we were deep and passionate in our conversation. I met many rare gazes of you, reminding me of you a person with curious heart.
I listened to our discussion on how would we live together in future. You were not that much agreeing to the idea of living away from family. ‘We live together, and we die together’ still echoed when I strolled through memories of us.
Yes, everything is connected just like our memories.