Maybe I told you I love you by leaving the notebook by your office space And maybe you told me that you love me by whispering sweet nothings in my ear. Maybe, I told you I love you in the silence we both have created And maybe you told me that you love me by making calls and speaking endlessly. Maybe I told you I love you with tears when you were departing to a different place.And maybe you told me that you love me by making a brief visit just to take a glimpse of me. Maybe I told you I love you when I was angry at you for not understanding what I meant. And maybe you told me that you love me when you kept asking me if I was okay when I was not.

We both had a different love language.I could not understand yours And you could not be fluent in mine.

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