I still remember the day we met.
How I accidently bumped into you and all the hot coffee you had was poured on my perfect white dress. Sounds dramatic right , so was our story.
Walking through the same lane every day , we got to know much about each other .
I still remember our official first date. How nervous you were to ask me out, as if took forever for you .
The night full of laughter , some awkward dancing and there we were about to end this night .
Walking to the lane on this beautiful Christmas evening felt as if I could cease this movement for lifetime.
Unfortunately I couldn't.
It was cold out there and I was struggling myself keeping warm by the little scarf I had brought.
As we were walking I felt something on my shoulders , something warm.
It was your jacket wrapped with the warmth of your hands.
You didn't let your hands go of not from me nor from the jacket.
Since then every day I purposely didn't bring my jacket.
Even you didn't bother to shiver in the cold.
When one day , we both snug into that one jacket.
Never felt something much warmer than that.
Days went by repeating the same thing, something that we never got bored of.
It was wedding day .
I was walking down the aisle wearing that jacket.
People in that church was astonished seeing me wearing that jacket on the wedding day.
But I could look into your eyes and could read how bright they sparkled when they saw that jacket.
As if that jacket took us to a trip down our memory lane.
As we got busier, the story of the jacket started to fade.
It was lost somewhere under the old clothes in our closet.
One day you received your dads call , they had a news for you.
Your mother was sick she needed to meet you soon.
It was impossible for me to leave with you due to my lined up patients , so you had to leave alone.
The time got worse .
I couldn't see you or hear from you for days due to weak signal and the critical situations.
Then one day while finding my old scarf I found your jacket.
Tears started sheading from my eyes after seeing that.
How could I miss this ?where had it been for so many days.?
I took it in my hand.
It felt the same as it felt on our first date.
The smell of my perfume was still there.
I unzipped it and wore it.
As the inside of the jacket touched my flesh I could feel you .
It reminded me of your presence.
I came towards the mirror and saw how it looked.
Still the same.
I felt as if you were just besides me .
I shrugged my shoulder and felt every bit of it.
I sat on the sofa near the fireplace covering myself with that jacket.
I relived all those amazing days I spent with you just in those few minutes.
I cried ,cried and then finally felt asleep in that jacket.
The jacket now came back to my routine .
Now I could miss you less.
One day as I was once again covering myself with that jacket I made I plan.
I wore the jacket ,took my bags and left........
Left for your home.
I could never forget those expressions on your face when you saw me standing at the door.
How you tightly hugged me and later realised that I had worn '' our jacket''.
Those teary eyes yet the feeling of togetherness.
slowly things started to get better .
In between all of this we never forgot the jacket .
and,
One day we had to move to a different country.
And our worst nightmare came to reality .
We lost the jacket.
We searched for it many a times but we lost it.
When one day I came from my hospital and entered home.
I went to check our daughters and I found out that they were sleeping quietly wrapped up in you jacket.
That jacket was not just a piece of clothing .
It was you for me , me for you and now it was us for our children.
