Love is as soft as Teddy

He felt his Teddy’s touch and wrote…

Dearest….,

Actually people give teddy bears on this day but for me the real teddy bear is you. Very soft and squeezey way.

So you must be thinking just coz I’m soft squeezey way how can I be teddy bear ?

And also you must be thinking how you know ? As I never ever touch you.

So what if I haven’t yet touch you ?
The feelings and this emotions
Make my body temperature change
Without your touch.

When things gets bad
Soul and body both again gets affected
Without your touch.

Even impact my mind so much that I am
Unable to focus on anything. Without hug or touch if organs are so powerful like it can affect the brain, then why not this soul able to feel how amazingly softer you may be
when I am gonna hug and squeeze you.

Without your touch
I feel your touch
When I crave and express you.
And people who say Imagination is fictional,

Let them think
Only I may understand and you.
How this cravings make the imagination
So real as I feel every touch as yours.

I feel this teddy bear is in me
You are within me.
If imagination is not real,
Then people can never think due to imagination they were able to invent so many technologies. Thinking something is imagination that’s how human feels and lives.

Also when I talk to you verbally,
You open the eyes of my soul in new way.
Now I never wanna think of other possibilities and just want us to be one by hook or crook.

“You are my teddy bear”.
And I’m proud and blessed to have such teddy bear in my life.

Happy teddy bear day my…..

I see you being sad, I will be with you. “I am still ALIVE”.

She smiled, cried and replied to her Teddy 🧸

I read you and my reply right away, can only be tears baby. Loving to love you more n more. Each day, every minute & moment. Celebrating our true and deepest feelings in the name of Valentine’s week.

First time in life something, making me to feel sooo value for myself to be alive after hell of troubles till now. But it’s killing me to imagine what if the day comes demanding me to move ahead to hell, when you go away from me? this imagination is killing me soo badly.

I remember this quote I read somewhere which has in my mind since my childhood., “Imaginary fear is more dangerous than real experience” it’s soo true and feeling it as this is pulling me down soo badly.

Why did you dig those feelings soo deeply. Kill you...kill you....and it's like murdering myself if you ever leave me.

Now come and hug me feel the touch of your teddy. This heart is more softer than that, dont squeeze it hard by letting me live without you...❤️

You are alive in each beat of my heart
You are alive in each breath I inhale
You are alive in my every thought
You are alive in each blink of my eye
You are alive in each feel of my craving
You are alive in each fear I refer
You are alive in each stream of my blood flow
You are alive within me,
Until I am alive.
From this second to until my life's end and beyond.

I am mad of you, I can't resonate any such reason, imagination, situation or moment that will take you away from me. I am living with you feeling you within me every minute and moment soo madly....


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