When I was with my ex-boyfriend, I thought I found my soulmate. You know the feeling of being in love, having butterflies, blushing at his message or call, smiling always like an idiot, so on.

Soon, in a span of one month we came so close. We met via facebook. And then it started. I was denying my feelings for him and he had feelings for me since the day we met, i.e. a month post chats and calls. He said that my eyes made him fall in love with me. I know. Too romantic.

But you won't believe I was the first one to confess on having a crush at him. Yes. First move. It was good. Until he said "okay." Yes. He said this. OKAY.

But later he confessed that he was surprised because throughout he wanted to say the same to me. And thus began our so-called love story. We talked. We fought. We laughed. We hugged. We again fought. And this continued. For almost six months.