Here it is :Story about my love!!!!

Yes a love so true, so strong, so lasting..
You know a love only heard of, seldom seen.I suddenly felt I've someone in life to share it all with.
Its a rare feeling and i'll always cherish my love, i'll keep this feeling safe and i've promised never to let this passion die down then again my love won't let me do that.
The story of my love....it was way before i knew the threats to succumb to this feeling..
Innocent and naive i entered play school and i heard rhymes being sung out loud, i imitated the rest knowing not the meaning of what i was chanting and then it struck me sharp as a knife..
time froze...i was falling...falling..i fell...fell in love....with words
the sound of these words, the way it playfully appeared on my lips out of no where, the way it stayed on at times, the variations in the accents it all fascinated me.
As years went by this love and passion lingered on and i discovered my love more intensely.I watched it intently creating murder scenes for Eliot and romance scenes for Shakespeare.
It grew stronger serving the purpose of the weak and the suppressed and at the same time spreading joy where it could.Shelley used it to revolt at times and at times to bring hope.
Oh! the charisma it had no one could escape it.
The sheer joy it brought into the lives of so many makes it worthy of all love and praise.
Surely there have been a lot of victims to its viscious enigmatic ways that just attract you, a flirt perhaps, i'm not alone in my love there have been millions before and there will be more who succumb like i did.
Words... sometimes sweet ,sometimes painful.
Showed me a world of pain,peace,hate,pleasure and war. Its all powerful and can let me express anything from emotions to experiences,passions to details. Oh what a beauty!
There is no other as understanding as words, Seems like words have sort of begun to enjoy me too.They allow me to use them ,so i play with them exploit them to my fancy, to produce several pages of words dipped in unsaid,unheard feelings.
My heart is most fond of words and they have become fast friends.My heart speaks and words pour and ink flows..its a magical bond something i can never comprehend but i'm not complaining.
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MUSICAL BREATHS:"Learning to breathe"-Switchfoot