Mustaches

I'd always wonder, was it really necessary for the defense personnel and policemen... to keep mustaches!!...

My father had it... His friends in defence had it... Men out of service had it too...

Choices...

One left a void in her, the other filled it up...

It didn't matter much to her if each of them were after the other's blood... as long as they didn't lay hands on each other...

All she knew was she loved the both of them ... And she didn't want the either of them to be hurt... Not in any way...

Feelings are like butterflies...

Overexcited, overwhelmed ...
In fact, these words exactly cannot describe the addictive, seductional outburst I keep getting from between my ribs...

Her...

When he lifted the cold bottle up from the table.. it'd left a clear circle of water...
He trailed his finger along 'n' traced it out...
Her name.. his passion... his love!!!

?!!....

Its just a bad dream... it'll pass...