It's a tale unaltered by time or memory, true to what happened in reality.
We all have read about carefree boy and introvert girl trope penned by authors but how was it in real life ?
As you delve into these pages, at end of my each poetry , I'll s...
but no one has been capable of measuring its depth
a love that lives for you alone
til their very last breath
its platonic
a group of sages
who makes the worst decisions
but gives the best advices
a family we get to choose
to join us in our cheers and ugliest crisis
its romantic
a love that knows all your edges
and embraces them equally
a love that smilingly stares at you face
and feels fortunate to
hold you close so dearly
its everywhere we are
we are surrounded by love
its in the food we savored
its right there in your coffee mug
and you say it doesn't exist
oh heavens yes it does
its there in the reflection we see in the mirror
its breathes quietly in us
love is in our yesterdays
the reason we rewind our memories with tiny blush
love is in tomorrow
in a hope that there's something beautiful awaiting us
love is in the music
you listen and sing along to alone
love is in the 2 hours 47 mins conversation
yet we are still on the phone
love is in the reassurance
whatever happens I'm here with you
love is in that stupid wish upon an eyelash
that you just blew
out there looking for love
lungs ran out of breaths
but before anything
you need to find THE LOVE in yourself
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BAHAHAHA . Aren't these all so adorable .
Dear future husband , now make sure this would be us in our future. And we will also get a picture clicked like the last one , with me kicking your butt. HAHAHA
The next day, I walked into the class and saw that everyone was already there, even though the classes wouldn't start for another 15 minutes. That was strange.
I took my seat and heard Shivam say loudly, "Someone is coming today."
I knew what he was up to. He was trying to tease me about missing Aadarsh, but I really wanted to tell him to cut it out. I was not in the mood for a joke.
"Danish, you know, someone is coming today," Shivam said, raising his voice a little more to make sure I heard him.
"Really? Who is coming?" Danish said, playing along with Shivam's tone. Seriously, Danish? You too?
As they continued with their stupid teasing, I got annoyed and stood up from my seat. It was starting to get on my nerves.
"Where are you going?" Saara asked.
"I have to use the restroom," I lied and walked towards the door.
"Hurry up, class will start in five," Dhriti warned from her seat. I looked back and nodded to her.
But as I faced the door again and reached for the handle, it was opened from the other side.
I attempted to ignore the person and walk past them, keeping my eyes on the floor. But from the corner of my eye, I glimpsed the familiar hand and the familiar black bracelet they wore. The bracelet that always suited his wrist perfectly well.
And in a flash of curiosity, I looked up at their face. He was looking at me too, with his same darn grin and his perfect teeth shining. He didn't say a word to me and neither did I. But his eyes spoke volumes. They were filled with mischief, amusement, and something else. Something that made my heart skip a beat.
