bls31
November 5th, 2013, 06:29 PM
WHAT IS LOVE
‘
I don’t know what love is, but I can’t live without you even
for a short time’, summed it all, as she confessed, with a wane
smile on her lips, in her then faint voice, a day previous to the
night of 30th October 2000, when the cruel hand of death
snatched her away from me. The Pain of loving; I loved her
not because I needed her; I needed her because I loved her.
I harbour the Guilt of having deserted her, more than once,
when she needed me most, to answer the call from Army.
Of the two, Jeet was caring, loving and demanding, Army on
the other hand, just demanding and always took precedence.
bls31
‘
I don’t know what love is, but I can’t live without you even
for a short time’, summed it all, as she confessed, with a wane
smile on her lips, in her then faint voice, a day previous to the
night of 30th October 2000, when the cruel hand of death
snatched her away from me. The Pain of loving; I loved her
not because I needed her; I needed her because I loved her.
I harbour the Guilt of having deserted her, more than once,
when she needed me most, to answer the call from Army.
Of the two, Jeet was caring, loving and demanding, Army on
the other hand, just demanding and always took precedence.
bls31