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The Unforgivable Thought

Something I have learned long back is that LOVE is the only son of a dog (coz I'm feminist), that can drive me to write about something. Rest all I am capable of keeping in.
You got that right, yes, it is that time again when I am feeling infatuation, a beautiful someone is seemingly more beautiful than the rest of them.

I met her not at some party, bar, club, or disco (i don't go to any of those....... maybe once in a while),
no, I met her at a college. Sometimes it's downright funny as to the chain of unforeseen events lead to such happy yet painful accidents. We started a conversation very prior to the scheduled time of discussion and by the end of the day which we both were crawling through (although in different teams), we were friends enough to exchange contacts and all (coz well, let's face it I'm charming, love).

Now since that chance meeting, we have met each other a couple of times and I like the time I spend with her and on top of that she is funny, talks just enough to keep it engaging, smiles like a blessing, cares where it is needed, keeps her space and leaves me mine. How shall I resist falling for this girl, would you not ??

I believe that I don't have the heart, mind or time to spare and that's actually a  good thing because neither does she, nor she demands mine. I often find myself looking for reasons to avoid cultivating this infatuation but as soon as I hear that phone pings and her name flash on the screen, they all go out the window with no intent to come back.

Probably the fact that she pulls away makes it more tempting for me to love her because I too am human and it is in my nature to want the things I can't have.

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