The Pride and the Prejudice
With a pride she denied his love....
She wanted a romantic man but she couldn't see that in him - she saw arrogant in the way he talks and the way he react...
She shut him down without giving him any chance. ..
She wanted a reader, someone to write her love letters, a poet maybe but she couldn't see that in him...
She saw unlettered man , no soul , no feelings just a cold cruel empty heart...
She hated him but yet couldn't get him out of her mind..
Didn't know the reason why but, in every corner she pictured him...
She wanted anything or anyone else but not him nor look like him - without realizing that he became her life , the center of universe in her eyes...
She dreamt about him - he mesmerized her with everything - from the way he talk to the way he walk...
She finally knew at that moment that she had prejudice ideas about him without knowing who he truly are...
The way she felt was more than just love , more than ordinary feelings...
He was the pulse of her heart , the soul that possessed her body , the warmth that covers her ..
He was everything and everything yet not enough....
Inspired by the magnificent, breath taking movie ( the pride and the prejudice ).
Hope it gives the movie it's right with this humble description.
Hope u all like it and enjoy reading it.
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