Listen to Strawberries and Cigarettes by Troye Sivan while reading this .
People aren't very fond of falling for nerds. But there was something about you which made me curious. You weren't the regular type of nerd. The one who would raise his hand in class to answer or remind teacher about the homework. You were the shy type, the kind I liked. You know there's something mysterious about shy guys-the presence of masculinity camouflaged by pink cheeks and trembling hands. With just one day of studying together, you turned my world upside down. Your insight on different subjects made me envious. How can someone look so hot while ranting about thermodynamics? I was mesmerized by the way your lips were moving. And let me tell you, the black glass frame really suits you.
God! I was getting attracted to you. I couldn't contain it, this feeling. Whatever it was, it was making me feel giddy and nervous. Every night I would contemplate whether I should give in or just act, like I don't feel anything for you. So I did what I thought was best. I confessed. Well, that should give answers to my questions, right? And it did. Because the next thing I knew, we were kissing.
Nights are perfect to share your deepest secretes with someone you would give your heart to, someone you trust blindly and someone you want to love for a long long time. So we became night lovers-slipping out of our dorm room-having rendezvous on the terrace-sharing every beautiful memory of our life with each other.
At night we would discover different types of skies. And with the discovery of every new night sky we would unveil our flaws to each other- share our fears, ambitions and dreams. Never in my life had I thought that nights would mean so much more than just sleeping to me. Something which would allow me to open up and let someone see through me.
When you point at the sky and talk about the starry night, I would listen to you very carefully. We would lay on our back and count stars. And after losing counts we would just stare at each other.
In the hot summer night we would go on long evening walks-holding hands and have our favorite ice creams.
The chilly night surrounded by cold breeze allows us to cuddle against each other to keep our bodies warm . Because our hearts were already warm.
In the cold winter night we would curl up in the soft blanket, resting our head against each other, sipping coffee and watching people return their homes from our balcony.
And now, when we sit in the porch of our house , your arms wrapped around me while you talk about discovering another night sky, I realized I can count thousand such night skies with you for a long long time. Because it feels so damn right.
