How can I forget the face I fell in love with. That, oh! so beautiful face of yours, as if it had been chiselled and carved out very carefully as to not make any mistake . Those deep brown eyes, button nose, full lips and thick black hair. Was it even possible for someone to point out a single flaw about you?
Your deep brown eyes have always drawn me towards them. They are as deep as an ocean whirling with emotions when you get all serious but turn shiny with mischief when you talk about the pranks we played in our childhood. It is difficult to not look into them because they say, a lot.
Damn, that smile. It melts everything inside me. I wonder how can someone look so beautiful when they smile? Those charming dimples make my legs wobble specially when you would try to stifle a smile. That smirk when you challenge me to beat you in video games. And those lips, I wish I could taste those plump and heavenly lips of yours.
Your black hair gelled back with perfection makes you look so damn handsome. And the same hair scattered all over your forehead , when you are hungover makes so look cute. I wonder how would they feel when I run my fingers through them, slowly.
But i'ts not just your physical appearance that pleases me. You have been with me through thick and thin. You know all about me and that kind of scares me. I will never be able to trust someone like I trust you. That soothing voice and caring words comfort me when I'm sad, understanding eyes and soft smile when I rant about my bad day. It was not difficult to befriend you since we had a lot of things in common. From playing cricket in the playground to having the same taste in music. From ringing the doorbell of random houses to eating Maggi on terrace. From completing school homework together to hating the same person. From having innumerable sleepovers to picnics in society garden, every single memory with you is precious to me. Time stops when I'm with you.We were inseparable since the first day of school. Remember when you approached me with a chocolate in your hand, asking me to be your best friend. How could I say no? Since then spending time with you has become the favorite part my day. Though we lived in the same building , we were more like family.
I hate it when we fight over stupid things. I miss you when we are mad at each other. Our conversations keep playing in my head and I can't help myself from recalling the time we spend together to fill that void.
I miss those days when you ask for my choice on what to wear on your date, when you try to play my guitar but end up keeping it aside to continue your voyage on exploring my room or when you get annoyed when I continuously ask you to buy me chocolates. I miss those days when I felt nothing for you. It was better that way.Our friendship means a lot and I'm too scared to break it. Too scared to confess my feelings. With us, spending most of the time together it is becoming hard for me to keep my feelings for you a secret. My blush becomes too prominent these days, and lips can't stop smiling when you are around. My eyes always seem to look for you and stare at you when you're not looking. I'm not supposed to feel this way. You are my best friend.Our friendship means a lot to me and the possibility of you discovering my feeling scares me. I dread not talking to you. I would have you as my best friend rather than not talk to you at all. I don't want you to leave me.
I wonder will you ever look at me the way you look at other girls. I wonder will you ever say ' I Love You' to me ,not as a friend but as a lover. But I'll wait for you as long as I can. I would become yours when you would want me to.
