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Breeze ❤ .........

When you finally feel that you can't love anyone anymore .... And then one day like a breeze of air touching your ears channels it's way out through your tangled hair and messes your whole look along with your heart.... and you just wanna hold your hair from getting ruined and messed up and you just hear a voice whispering ... U look beautiful... Let it be..... and pulled you closer and more closer... removed those strands of hair disturbing your eyes .... running his fingers into your hair... pulls you more close and kisses you. 
Ahhhhhhhh........He kisses you as if the world is coming to an end and as if it's just the last minutes he is thriving to extend. 
You feel it's just a random moment of passion and then just with a blink you collapsed in his arms as if nothing else matters..... Would it still be just a random moment? 
Now you are scared....... Too scared.... Too exhausted for another heart break and you just start running away far and more far.... You just wanna vanish in the darkness and never return back........ And the moment you wanna run he just holds your hand and pulls you close... comes near you and whisper into your ears..... Kothai palachis amay eka chere....... And kisses your forehead and takes you in his arms and holds you so tightly as if he was so afraid to loose you and far from somewhere you hear the exact lyrics 
... Tumhi socho zara... Kiyu na roke tumhe...... Jaan jati hai jab.... Uthke jate ho tum.......... ....... .... 

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