Tuesday, February 24, 2015

They were created by conversations.. And the lack of it destroyed them. Now the world seeks their stories in unsaid words. Alas! If only walls could speak.. From sneaky fingers crawling into one another to stolen kisses, shielded under tables and blinds. If only the inanimate could bring to life, a love blossoming, yet dying in silence. They were forbidden...

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