Continued from Playing with Fire “A Great artist!” She clenched her fist as he uttered those words. “Self-proclaimed Great artist you are!” She said, “Greatness is earned, not self-proclaimed.” “That’s what I hate about you!” “Love and Greatness ...
“Art or Me? Decide?” she asked. He got vexed and said, “Loving you is like playing with fire and I hurt myself.” “Don’t let your firefighter die in this fire called Love and I love ...
Continued from the Delusion of love “A good lesson you’ve taught for loving you purely!” she said. He said, “You never know how much I love you.” “Not more than your art.” She grimaced. “Expectations ...
Continued from Can I? “Tears of Joy! Won’t they stop?” He asked, jokingly. There was deafening silence for a moment. “What happened?” he asked. “I thought you love me unconditionally,” she said, “But you love ...