I live in my heart, wrapped in memories. Of you, and me. The world outside has nothing to offer. Yet, a knot tied in my heart for your absence from my side. In this way, I'm complete, a full circle.
The books, the runs and swims, the music and films, are parts of this circle too. And of course, my writing. These are all I have, my only likes and cares of this world.
I'm complete. With you, and without you.
This is the rhapsody playing in my heart.
P.S: I just realised that I've taken the idea for this post from someone's blog, rather unconsciously.