I was just not living a love story.
I was under the test of time.
I was sleeping under the sleeping shadows
Or standing under the clouds above the cherry blossoms.
I had been the warrior for years.
Slaying and reasoning the part of my existence.
Switching my faith like the sand in hourglass.
Everyday, was a different thought.
As to, will I ever see the true magic?
Whether will I ever be able to fly when I am standing on my feet?
Struggling for what seemed like decades.
Finally the moment arrived.
When I suddenly felt a pang of various such emotions.
Like the myriad of stars, my excitement was beyond compare.
He stood their smiling on the busiest railway station.
As my eyes wandered everywhere for his one glance.
He stood there, smiling, as he knew what my eyes searched for.
As my eyes met him, I got kicked.
Kicked by the mixed bag of feelings.
As I felt gravity, didn't follow their rules,
The busiest station wasn't busy anymore.
I could not feel my heart in its place anymore.
As he came like the God just embraced me with every arm he has.
His blush became my survival.
His kiss on my forehead now became a substance of my existence.
The hug he gave me, was more than divine.
Like something celestial just happened in this barren life.
His eyes, as brown, as deep and a mystery.
Yet shouted, volumes.
Volumes of the affection he had been trying to hide.
It felt like for once all my questions of existence had now been answered.
Like a part of me just filled the missing puzzle piece.
The crooked smile he smiled.
The every brisk touch he touched.
Still lingers on my skin as I still feel it.
As comforting as an Advil.
As soothing like the first ray of sunlight in winter morning.
My life is complete since then.
This day is now embarked.
Embarked with his fingers on my hand.
Embarked with the positive weirdness.
Embarked in my heart,
The day when I see the light, amidst the misty fog.
I was under the test of time.
I was sleeping under the sleeping shadows
Or standing under the clouds above the cherry blossoms.
I had been the warrior for years.
Slaying and reasoning the part of my existence.
Switching my faith like the sand in hourglass.
Everyday, was a different thought.
As to, will I ever see the true magic?
Whether will I ever be able to fly when I am standing on my feet?
Struggling for what seemed like decades.
Finally the moment arrived.
When I suddenly felt a pang of various such emotions.
Like the myriad of stars, my excitement was beyond compare.
He stood their smiling on the busiest railway station.
As my eyes wandered everywhere for his one glance.
He stood there, smiling, as he knew what my eyes searched for.
As my eyes met him, I got kicked.
Kicked by the mixed bag of feelings.
As I felt gravity, didn't follow their rules,
The busiest station wasn't busy anymore.
I could not feel my heart in its place anymore.
As he came like the God just embraced me with every arm he has.
His blush became my survival.
His kiss on my forehead now became a substance of my existence.
The hug he gave me, was more than divine.
Like something celestial just happened in this barren life.
His eyes, as brown, as deep and a mystery.
Yet shouted, volumes.
Volumes of the affection he had been trying to hide.
It felt like for once all my questions of existence had now been answered.
Like a part of me just filled the missing puzzle piece.
The crooked smile he smiled.
The every brisk touch he touched.
Still lingers on my skin as I still feel it.
As comforting as an Advil.
As soothing like the first ray of sunlight in winter morning.
My life is complete since then.
This day is now embarked.
Embarked with his fingers on my hand.
Embarked with the positive weirdness.
Embarked in my heart,
The day when I see the light, amidst the misty fog.
