I knew it was you by the first time you texted me in that ridiculous random chat. Yeah, what a joke. In an anonymous random chat, you found me and you texted me. And I felt that, it was you. But I wasn't admitting it.
It was 26th of December 2019.
We started chatting. We both were there because we were bored and it was 2 am. We played a game like guess my age, my city, my name etc.
Two strangers from the same city finding out they have almost nothing in common. So identical yet. We kept guessing, it was an enjoyable game. You see, our humor was on the same level. No misconstruction among our conversation and jokes.
I couldn't help that feeling which started growing.
Imagine that. I didn't even see how you look like and still had the perfect image for you on my mind. But I never shown it to you. I was quite distant and bitter with an attitude of a snobbish person. I admit it.
The time passed. Almost 5 am. Still had so much to say but we were tired. You know, festive days. After the Christmas table . Anyway, you asked my profile in any social media so we could get in touch again.
I hesitated. I told you to keep talking from the app and then see what's going to happen. "I want to know you better, first.", that's what I said.
You accepted it. And we went to sleep.
YOU ARE READING
Me and You
RomanceThinking of you. I don't know if you feel the same. I just want to write down what happened between us. Not a story with fantastic characters. Me and you, this is our (or mine?) story.
