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YOU....



Falling for you was tough.
Unloving you is impossible

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Pri said…
hmmm...love is definitely a complicated emotion!
Phoenix said…
resonates with my very being!
Vinay Leo R. said…
yeah.. stopping to love is difficult.!
Thousif Raza said…
i believe in it :)... nice lines... :)



take care and keep writing.........
it may sound silly but it takes time to recover after a broken heart!
Priya said…
You can not try in Love... It is impossible. It really is..
i used to think that love is just a feeble construct of human intellect, kinda grasshopper speech that us frns gave on love...

guess what, i was wrong
Fatima said…
If one day you realize you don't love him anymore you never really loved !

You just love more..no matter what !

Take Care,
Fatima

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Do visit mine too

http://duskndawn-fatima.blogspot.com/
Sonshu said…
Im back here after long. :) Sowwy :/ But will be often here now :)

The fact that youve crossed out the unloving you is impossible shows that certain amount of positive attitude that you still can unlove , its not impossible.

Lovely.
Anwesa said…
@Pri,
Ummm....no one knows, do we ?
Anwesa said…
@Scribbling Girl,
:sigh:
Anwesa said…
@Thousif,
Thanks !
Anwesa said…
@joiedevivre,
:D ji shukriya !
Anwesa said…
@Mademoiselle Deva,
Does not sound silly to me. It does take a long time.
Anwesa said…
@redemption......,
May be you are thinking right now.
Anwesa said…
@Fatima,
You are right.
Anwesa said…
@Sonshu,
Ummmmm.....possibly.
nah, its weird but you can never ever think anything in love
:P
i hate love
:D
Anwesa said…
@redemption.....,
Are you serious or is it one of your passing thoughts ? :D :P

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