Arms around your neck
the way you were never troubled by how you sound when you call me continuously left me flabbergasted. I have always wondered what crosses your mind, as much as I am dying to understand how your soul pushes to present an ever-conflicting duality from day and night, I would say that sometimes, it exhausts me too. you once declared that I am your world, thus should you fail to cherish and protect this world of yours, isn’t it a given that the world you infinitely value starts to wither? so say, my Love, what will you do if I request you to stop seeing me?