It’s love too, isn’t it ? 💜

Your hackneyed habit of saying —

” Complete my holiday homework ,

Make my charts and embellish them

with crayons and sketches.

Otherwise I’d not listen your

ambiguous dreams and

nonsensical talks .”

But in the night ,

We become two stars

in this glamorous galaxy .

When we share our love, our desires,

our secrets,

While talking we reach in seventh heaven .

In our galaxy,

Sun and moon will be wrestling together .

When someone scolds you ,

except me ,

I fly off the handle .

Oh! My sour sweet sister

Is it love?

I think so.