........I opened the cover and saw that he had written in a
beautiful cursive handwriting “ To M, By now I have become more you and you
more I. Always, K” . I was surprised to find no “sorry” or no “love” mentioned
anywhere, having always associated romance to have been bound only by those
words.I was discovering new terms of romance, of loving and being loved, of
loving while hating, of loving even after it was all over, of love that faded
and love that remained, of love that we carry with us throughout our loves. By
now, I have become more you and you more I.
