She pinged, I pinged and she pinged

She pinged me

I love you.

I pinged her, thinking can those three words suffice her feeling towards me and so I wrote.

That is so old cliched sentence.
You love me.. you know I know
I love you.. I know you know
But my dove..Oh my love!
This is not only about my love

This is about my obsessions
my hopes and ambitions
my poems, stories and submissions
my mind, peace and desperations
my ego, plight and optimism

like a moth to a flame
like a bee to a flower
like a blunt thorn on a stem
I love you that much, my gem.

and she pinged me : feeling sleepy, tk cr bye.

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