A beautiful wall

. We were like puzzle pieces, complimenting each other..

. Across the screen’s soft glow, her expressions unfold, a silent language my heart knows, each statement carries a story to told …

. We haven’t talked too much, but realised our hands were meant to be hold …

. We are like puzzle pieces, completing each other ..

. For three nights, our voices were a bridge. Each word feels like we were walking on a poetic ridge …

. Idk, how it ended, but I said good night the most beautiful stranger I’ve ever met and she said you can call me LOVE instead …

….. Kaushal ( kush)