To be in love, to be constant, to be someone’s speed dial, to be someone’s fingerprint sensor on their phone, to be their heart, to be their comfort, to be someone’s first thought, to be someone’s last phone call, to be the most important part of their day. Someone to laugh with, someone to cry with, someone to share your day with, someone to grab those midnight dessert cravings with.
She is looking at me and I knew at that moment, she is the one I have always wanted. It was her charm, it was her. I am sure, I have never been so sure about anyone, or anything in my life. I grab her, and she looks at me, kissing on my lips. I savor her defiant mouth!
The rain unfurled the paresthesia of nature and the beautiful greenery came alive with the dewdrops jewelled upon the new leaves. Amelia was in Limerence with the rain. She was bathing and playing in mud and grass shelving in the raindrops. All carefree and smile reaching the rainbows above in the sky to shower the magical drops to every single lonely heart.
it’s almost a week later Shrutkirti caught my eye. It was her laugh, her carefree laugh. I haven’t seen someone laugh full of heart. She is wearing a white salwar suit, her hair are tied into this messy ponytail, fringes around her face. She is wearing two layered oxidized antique jewelry in her ear and has black rimmed glasses on. Her nose is pierced where she is wearing a round oxidized nose ring. She stares at her screen as I leave.