Love is a one way road.

I fell in love with her gradually and gradually. It was like a one way road. Going in the direction of traffic is easy. I felt the same way. I imagined myself meeting her. It felt good. Then I imagined myself holding her hands. It felt even better. After that I imagined myself kissing her. I felt I was on cloud nine. What I mean is that I kept thinking about her and each time I pushed to greater extent. I was swept away. But I never thought I might have to return from the same path. You know how difficult is to drive on a one way road if you have to drive against the traffic. It’s not impossible. But certainly you run a high risk of injuries and even death. For sure I’m not going to die. But I’ll never be the same person due to the scars of injuries. Good luck to me!