Long distance relationship ❤️👫

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Long-distance is a blessing and a curse. To be very simple, nothing is better than this and nothing is worse than this. It is Quoted that "Distance means nothing when someone means everything" AND "Distance doesn't matter when two hearts are actually truly connected to each other." But, to be very honest, it does at a point it really matter. The thing is, at a point, it really crosses the limit of tolerance, and for the CLINGY person, it becomes really difficult to stay away from your partner. Trust me, even if you trust them more than you trust yourself it is damn difficult to stay at such a distance (especially when both of you are really busy or try to be one), difficult because you are addicted to them (if it's TRUE). [Happens] when some other guy/girls texts or calls you to talk to you, you are hardly interested in any conversation with them because you have the habit of only talking to him/her, that's why you are hardly interested in involving yourself in any other conversation... You have a habit of thinking about them 24*7, the habit of fantasizing about you doing different activities with them and most importantly when "YOU SEE THE COUPLES AROUND OR LISTEN TO SOMEONES CUTE, CUDDLY OR LOVING CONVERSATION OR EXPERIENCES" that's the worst feeling you can ever experience... your eyes get wet, the heart beats as fast as just after a hard run, the adrenaline rushes through your body and blood can be felt racing inside your veins. Your body shiver's bad and you are hardly left to breathe and all this happens all of sudden within no time. At the same time, when you want to burst out of remembering them but you need to control because you are in public or with your friends and you have got no other option then waiting for the day to see them or and to only miss them every second of the clock hand ticks front...❤

-GAMINI-

Comments

Kunal said…
On a scale from 1 to 10, I will rate this 1000 💞💞
February 10, 2022 at 9:20 AM
Naman Sharma said…
Just so heartwarming 💯❤️
February 10, 2022 at 9:27 AM
Anonymous said…
no one can understand better than me…♥️so true
February 10, 2022 at 1:39 PM
Kritikaa said…
Pros and cons of long distance defined perfectly 🥺♥️
February 11, 2022 at 11:48 PM
Anonymous said…
Touching!
February 13, 2022 at 10:17 PM
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