She said she loved him truly, that her days and nights were spent weaving thoughts in his name, that her eyes glistened with the Fervor, that she could sense his presence , that his absence turned her vicinity sombre, that she felt deeply rooted and unconstrained at the same time, that placidity surrounded her and was captivated to turbulence in mind as well, that she missed him each time she breathed, that his mere gaze took her breath away…platonic was her love…his owndom was not what she desired, Straggling in his love was Enough for her!