Once upon a time, I met a girl on my way to home. She was asking for lift, May be hurry but bot looking troublesome. So there the story starts, The story of my love, The story of my heart. Everyday it happened, Till the time the day came, When she was hurt with my jokes, She was crying and I was numb. She told me the story, Of her care, hatered and love. And I decided to myself, What love is I will show. So to lighten my life, I got a spark. So there the story starts, The story of my love, The story of my heart. Even I did not realize, When she became a friend. She believed in my friendship Which will never end. Then started coffee, paper and pen, I found happiness and I lost my pain. Long drives, dinners and night shows, I was confused, Is it friendship or love? That was the night, I was sitting alone in the dark, So there the story starts, The story of my love, The story of my heart. In all her thought, I became a poet. It was time to propose, I wrote a poem and went ahead. I k...