Love & Pain

I don't know what's love.....

Or I don't know what's pain....

Is it the romance, described in those romantic books......

Or is it the sacrifice that they do for each other...

Is it the feeling that I get when I think about you...

Or is it the feeling when I realize that you are so far..

Is it the craziness of my heart, holding a burning desire to have a glimpse of you..

Or is it the distance that separates you & me from each other....

Is it the lines I fill up when I virtually talk about you to my diary...

Or is it the lines, I don't speak out ,that how much I miss you...

Yup, I absolutely know nothing about love...

And nothing about pain either...

Love may be the flow of bloods starting from my heart...

Following the path of veins...

The time when I feel the blood pumped has no essence of you......

The time when I feel that I don't have a heart, but a pumping machine...

That is the time when I feel the pain.....

"Me with you" is the love...

"Me without you" is the pain....