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.
If I have to pick up one out of a million faces to adore then that would be yours. No matter how other girls get ready and apply their mascaras but the way you get ready only for me I cannot even find a place in heaven where someone would do this much for me or I think don’t even need someone when I have got you. The biggest difference between you and others is not just that they are young but also they are not you. They cannot cover me with sheets when I fall asleep while travelling or they cannot wait till I complete my dinner. I realize things you do and things you have done for me are more than what I asked for. Just like debts of parents I have debts of a lover. My lover who never steps back from showing what I mean to her. I wish I could be like you. You may think you are not as beautiful as other girls (like many girls think about themselves) but for me it has always been you. You are the one for me! 😊
Something which keeps me up all night is how your hair is not at all irritating when flowing on my face, your things lying around our bed, bags left open and the comfort that we will never leave this place. That this place is our home. The home for which we always wished for and we are here. A thought of leaving your city is such a horror that tomorrow life will be not as interesting as it is today with you here. The rat race keeps me miles away from you even if I have to meet you again sooner than the last time we met. Now years of waiting is over but your hugs are such that a few days feel like years longing for your it. For what I work and be awake is not money or success but another successful visit to you, another best date, another day ending with lots and lots of memories to cherish and another day that I will meet you. It is the restlessness of not talking to you from a distance and some clashes of our timings. But here I think we are more of us rather than what we are when not seeing each other. It is the magic of you I think which takes me to states, climb mountains, stay hungry for another lunch date, work harder for better gifts and obviously if nothing then just some amount to travel to see you! Now that my feet are cold I think your hug is a must. 🤗 ❤
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