
I don't like to talk to anyone, yet I find ways to have a conversation with her.
I love silence yet, I love her chaotic self.
I love to be alone, yet I love only her presence.
What's all this?? I was trying to getting answer of all my questions, but before that could happen I'm here getting married to her...

I love to win argument yet I always loose when he is in front of me.
I don't get along with introverts yet I try to get to know him more.
I don't like to sit alone yet I can spend my whole day think about him.
Why??? Before I could found my answers, I'm here getting married to him.
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