Santosh Rathod

Love is

Love is to share one’s self

For when in times of sorrow, love is to still spare a thought for others.

Love is to share one’s thoughts.

Love is to take time to care, even when your schedule allows not.

Love is to share one’s hope.

Love is to give your all, even though sometimes this isn’t seen.

Love is to share one’s dreams.

Love is to make more friends then to make enemies.

Love is to share one’s pain.

Love is a doorway to an infinite life of tenderness and fulfilment.

Love is to share one’s hapiness.

Love is a quality we all posses, although a quality not always to hand.

Love is to share one’s fears.

Love is but the seeds of an oak tree, for if planted with care,

will grow so strong no wind or storm can ever uproot.

Love is to share one’s sorrow.

Love is someone’s who’s special in every way

Love is to share one’s joy

Love is one’s perception of a meaning of a word.

Love is to share one’s tears

Love is much more than a word, love is what we are.

Love is to share one’s life.

Sweetheart, I am in pain. I need you. I need you badly. I feel devastated. I need my friend. I need my guide. I need my co traveler.

Honey, My body aches. My heart aches. My very being aches. I need you.

The tears dried long ago. Now it is only the wait. The endless wait. Like a thirsty person in a desert Who is left with no energy Waits for a caravan To get water

I am waiting. Not for the caravan. But only for you.

For me, You are my caravan, You are my thirst quencher, And you are my life.

Please come, From wherever you are. For I need you.

I can no longer bear the longing. I can no longer bear the pain. I can no longer bear the loneliness. I need you. Please come back.