Me and my boyfriend were living in two different cities. He is a really hard working guy and used to be always busy with work. We met like once in a month and used to talk over the phone like once in two or three days.

So it was a Friday night and I called him - after all the random conversations, he was like, ‘I’m really tired, we will talk tomorrow’. I was like, ‘Okay, bye goodnight, I love you!’.

The next day, Saturday afternoon, he called me and was like, ‘I have given a parcel to your friend. I have asked him to give it to you. Please go get it!’

I opened the door and there he was standing all tired and covered with mud and dirt. I was so damn surprised and the conversation went like -

Me - Wow, what are you doing here?

Him - I came to say I love you!

Me - You drove your bike for almost 8 hours (500 kms) to say I love you?

I love your eyes.

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I love the sound of your Fart