I always hoped I will write this one down, the story of how you and I became we! I feel like I should carve it on a stone so that it survives eternity.
It's not the story of how we met, it's not the story of our times as a pair it's the story in between the phase where we knew each other to the phase where we came to know each other. It's the story of the accelaration our life got after the start of our meetings, the WhatsApp chats that became endless, the snap streak that was right there and the calls which never ended. All the memes seemed relatable, all my stories involved you, all the time our talk initiated it went timeless and we never thought where the time has moved. The evenings at various places, the hideouts from the group for some lone time, the inside jokes in gatherings, the signs shared, the winks (sometimes). I don't want to write the romantic rides, I just want to mark the beautiful bike rides where we laughed our hearts out, at the point where we clinked the chai glasses and then we went along to see further destinations. The time when tired you laid back on the wall and I read you notebook's ending, the time we shared earphones to watch the fault in our Stars, the time we laughed out so loud watching impractical Jokers on my couch, the long hours of studying and explaining each other until second one totally gets it, the movie theater time when the plane finally landed and we felt this should never end. The times where your eyes said it all whether or not you want to go somewhere, the periods where you had my back and we made some or the other reason n let everyone carry on. The time you n I became we was the time we enjoyed each moment of being together, somehow the infatuation became permanent and carrying along with that never seemed a problem to me. Cherishing that time was just what I was doing, when you stood away I used to admire you and think what if we never would have met? And how would have been the journey so far without you. Admitting that the heat never blew is the only confession I make cause it felt more than that, no way I thought of you in my arms, no way my bed wanted you or some other person right now! All I wanted was with me a person in whom I behold my trust and believe that whenever I move around I'll have a companion. All the choices, all the interests all the behaviors matched and we got used to it. I know I was looking for something when the term began, but couldn't understand what it was. May be could have rushed in a relationship or bunch of friends, who knows?! Luckily, I found the right one at the right time and all my queries were answered slowly, it took time and the voyage is something you can't tell. You just enjoy it in reminiscing on a perfect evenings, going through and smiling all to yourself and may be noting it down (today) so as to make it immortal, in case we move on.
It's not the story of how we met, it's not the story of our times as a pair it's the story in between the phase where we knew each other to the phase where we came to know each other. It's the story of the accelaration our life got after the start of our meetings, the WhatsApp chats that became endless, the snap streak that was right there and the calls which never ended. All the memes seemed relatable, all my stories involved you, all the time our talk initiated it went timeless and we never thought where the time has moved. The evenings at various places, the hideouts from the group for some lone time, the inside jokes in gatherings, the signs shared, the winks (sometimes). I don't want to write the romantic rides, I just want to mark the beautiful bike rides where we laughed our hearts out, at the point where we clinked the chai glasses and then we went along to see further destinations. The time when tired you laid back on the wall and I read you notebook's ending, the time we shared earphones to watch the fault in our Stars, the time we laughed out so loud watching impractical Jokers on my couch, the long hours of studying and explaining each other until second one totally gets it, the movie theater time when the plane finally landed and we felt this should never end. The times where your eyes said it all whether or not you want to go somewhere, the periods where you had my back and we made some or the other reason n let everyone carry on. The time you n I became we was the time we enjoyed each moment of being together, somehow the infatuation became permanent and carrying along with that never seemed a problem to me. Cherishing that time was just what I was doing, when you stood away I used to admire you and think what if we never would have met? And how would have been the journey so far without you. Admitting that the heat never blew is the only confession I make cause it felt more than that, no way I thought of you in my arms, no way my bed wanted you or some other person right now! All I wanted was with me a person in whom I behold my trust and believe that whenever I move around I'll have a companion. All the choices, all the interests all the behaviors matched and we got used to it. I know I was looking for something when the term began, but couldn't understand what it was. May be could have rushed in a relationship or bunch of friends, who knows?! Luckily, I found the right one at the right time and all my queries were answered slowly, it took time and the voyage is something you can't tell. You just enjoy it in reminiscing on a perfect evenings, going through and smiling all to yourself and may be noting it down (today) so as to make it immortal, in case we move on.
