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Love Decoded

Dec 24, 2023
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Updated: Jul 28, 2025

By Nusrat Jahan


'Love' is not just a four-letter word ; it's an emotion that is just meant to be felt through the heart.

My love I feel you in the daytime when the sun's rays are shining on me.
My love I feel you when I am freshening up, seeing your shadow following me in every step.
My love I see your blurry face on the steamed mirror in my bathroom.
My love I see you sitting right next to me, eating off my spoon at breakfast.
My love I see you smile beautifully when I am getting ready for the day.
My love I see you standing behind the window, waving me goodbye.
My love I feel your presence when I am listening to love songs ; it reminds me of our times.
My love I smile even when I am at work, as you are on my mind all the time.

My love I called out your name in public, hoping you could be there.
My love I see our favourite photo in the sun during twilight.
My love I see you standing at the door, waiting to welcome me home.
My love I see you arranging the table for dinner.
My love I see you sleeping beside me on the bed at night.
My love I see you in dreams at night and also in the mornings.
My love, the love I have for you is infinite ; the only thing that will depart us is death, and I hope when we die, we do so in each other's arms.
I wish to have my first and last memory of yours be the same.

By Nusrat Jahan




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