Live for the moments you can't put in words

Woman is the most amazing gift a man can have. She cares about you, she loves and she also annoys you the most. There are many habits a woman has that are really annoying for man.
Habits like keep calling him, act like child while doing something, talking selfies, watching them and then delete them and do again the same, spending too much time in shopping etc are some of the most annoying thing about woman according to a man.
Yes! But now I understood that the crazy things also liked by me...

I’ve never loved anyone the way I love her. I never knew I could feel like this. So deep. Fulfilling. Amazing. I can tell her anything; my dreams, my fears, my strengths, my flaws.

“I trust her with my secrets. She understands me more than anyone. And I know everything about her. She tells me everything. She’s even more beautiful on the inside than she is on the outside. I’d die for her and she would do the same for me. I don’t know why God didn’t send her into my life until now, but He did. We were meant to be together.”


As our relationship deepend, I began to hide the amount of time We spent together, the increasing number of calls or texts, and the escalating emotions you felt for eachother. Neither considered the possibility that We violated boundaries as friends. It might have started with a conversation over the internet, or with a seemingly innocent friendship in the workplace. It began as an uncomplicated thought....
Unlike her spouse....i understood her well.

Crossing the line from platonic friendships into romantic relationships.... Began relationship at an innocuous level, and it processed to something more. Woman are well trained naturally to put their emotional needs ahead of their erotic needs. They have much to gain from choosing stable relationships over the physical pleasure.

He looked at her, a smitten awe marking his face. A narrow streak of twilight sweeped its way through the window of the dim lit room and comfortably settled on her cherubic face. Her hair was unkempt and loose, a few strands of it outreaching her cheeks. She glared deep into his sombre eyes, the darkness making them more surreal, the closeness more real. Before he could, she cupped his face in her hands and gently glided her thumb on his lips which suddenly seemed to come to life. She then leant forward and let her lips meet his.

His hand on her back was clenched more tightly as they dwelled into the moment, exploring each other. As their lips parted, they looked deep into each other's eyes. A subtle nuance marked them now. He sifted his body closer to hers. She then angled herself and kissed his neck, this time a more passionate kiss, a lasting embrace of love. She then held his hand and placed it on her belly, below her navel. As he gently kissed her earlobe, he found his hand slipping under her pleated skirt for the first time. As it dug deeper, his fingers lost in a world of their own, rather found one. He titilated her as his fingers examined a room for themselves. She held him, her grip strong, her eyes wanting, as she undid his shirt to find his bare muscular chest. As his hand still remained involved, he undid her blouse with the other. She solemnly brought her lips closer to his chest and kissed it. The wet sensation lingered on for a while. He then brought his involved hand to remove the last bit of cloth on her breasts. He ran his hand through the valley and gently caressed her breasts. They undressed each other completely to find themselves vulnerable and wanting at the same time. He lifted her in his arms, loosening her hair as she crossed her arms around his neck and took her to bed. He laid on the bed, on top of her, his hand clearing the hair off her face.

Finally in that dark, star lit night their bodies met in the most natural manner. They made love to each other, the imperfect bodies uniting to make the most impeccable love.

All those sweepy looks, the tinted smile and that sudden craving too those glittering eyes, and gone, madly in love!

It is the moment when you know someone sees the real you, sees into you and likes what they see. It is intimate and vulnurable and raw and sacred. It is the possibility.

They just need to find what is comfortable for them and Choose what works between them.  They don't need to follow some predefined scenario what relationship means. They customize their relationship.