When was the last time I read a book in your arms and had a cup of coffee in the same blanket? I don’t remember it. I can’t think of anything other than your skin sliding on me and giving me sensations of how love feels like when it is touched. I am practically weak but emotionally weaker. I miss our incomplete drinks with your lipmark on it and how I travel back home with my handkerchiefs used by you. Every nail of yours left the fragrance I can experience only with you. That is your fragrance and nobody else’s. The dark of nights close in the same room and we make fights instead of love and dawn shows up with your hair tangled in my fingers, our eyes swollen out of sleep and voices low. I can hear you saying, “I love you” which replaces your “Good morning” wishes in a very very pleasant way. The ample amount of life force that comes along with you moves me miles to have each glance of you. It is a very weird way of loving I know but I do. More than anyone has done this to you. 😊
I knew this one is gonna make me cry out the tears of departure. I knew this won’t be about just a glass of another drink. How the trip ended up with sips and deep conversations with you. My hands numb and barely I could get away from the warmth of your hugs. Every place where we go leaves a great impact because of you. How on the Earth I can go at the same places without you? If I ever have to, every step will remind me of you. How packing your bags for another day was a day closer to be away again for days and not meet like this. I have never had cravings this bad to be with you. I have been years away from you but living with you are days of magic which I can still not believe that it happened. How you wake me up with your hand caressing my face and those, “Good mornings!” felt like this yesterday or ever before. It is different everyday. No honey, I am not high on Vodka. I miss you! 💝
It was no ordinary trip but the one which I knew I will remember forever. No matter how many lives we go together but the first time everything was out of the universe. Hitting my aura in a million pleasant ways, how you fell on my shoulder midway towards our destination, slept in my lap for hours to escape the disturbing noises and held my hand every morning you woke up! Travelling with you did not just bring happiness but also the realization of belonging to each other and how you only wish to tuck in my arms when the night gets darker and the world is a place of silence. I could hear you taking my name times when you had to change sides and when you wishes for a tender hug to pull you out of bed. In a million lives to come I will not be able to describe as a person or whatever I become in my births, how I felt travelling with your for the first time, unpacking our bags and realizing that we have to be ourselves and no one will watch us how reckless we can be at times and end up collecting bits and pieces for each other to help out.
After all these years of dreaming it seems that dreams are not just for dreaming, writing about them and complaining. It is more about being practical and working seriously on finding ways for it to happen. I feel pity for those who give up on dreams saying, “Life is apart from these things. Let’s just be real and get a job or get into some serious business”. Was it a joke that you dreamt about yesterday? If you can’t determine to make things happen and put some efforts then it will just be dreams the way you call it. 9 to 5 is something that everybody ends up doing but is that your thing too? Remember how you talked about ideas and implementing them? It doesn’t even take a second to change your mind but changing concepts of your life is something which cannot be done so easily. I don’t get it when people are stuck and in a relationship, struggling for other things too, they always blame love for their failures. I believe that love is never the reason you are stopped from anything until and unless your choices are right. There are trials and errors in you way and that is not because of anyone but yourself. Keep working, keep dreaming and fulfill dreams. Thank you! 😊
After talking about caressing her hair and see her eating every meal in front of me was no less than a bliss. I don’t know whether we bring goals to people out here or just a sweet relationship. I am surely inspired by the immense power she has and how she can control lives but controls only mine. There is no doubt that her qualities which are bold are not tempting. If pretty faces, thin legs, flat tummy, small noses, long hair, long heels etc is live these days then for me she is more than love. You are the one! I adore you. 😊 ❤️
One of my favorite things about her is the way she smiles with all her heart. Teaching me lessons to live my life to the fullest she has always been so adventurous about her life. Not just that but out of the blue she knows where to hit her cupid’s arrow! Times when we fight like the biggest enemies of each other, she has always been the one to ask me, “Maggie khaayega?”. She and her ways of making it up for me always drive me calm. Where this snow was busy in melting as fast as possible we were trying to catch a glimpse of every melting inch of it till our hands freeze red. If this what happiness is then I may go on writing about her.