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You know how people wish upon stars. May it be for something small or big. For some reason, I never did that. So tell me why my first instinct was to wish a 'till life exists', upon the north star when I saw it.

Yes, I am long gone in love. Down bad, in the depths of the ocean, in the mysteries of hells and heavens, whatever you call it. I am all that.

Every time I am about to fall, he tells me to walk slow and not fall, but how do I tell him, that the physical hurt will never affect more than how bad I fallen for him. And some how that would be the safest place to be in.

I craved for love once. A typical people pleaser thing to do. But now that I am loved by someone, the proximity feels divine. 

Even an unintentional arm graze makes me want to hide because the heat feels too real. Not that I fear real, but with him, real feels too surreal to exist. All mythical but just that it is happening. In real time.

It has already been more than a month and I don't know if I should say that the time is going slow or fast. The only thing I know is, I want the date - 21st of January, to always be specially marked on my calendar. 

I would be lying if I say that I have never loved someone else. I have, a fair amount to realise that the one for me was not one of them for sure. But how can just a glance at this guy, and a smile from him assure me that he will stay. I would never know. I am just in love. And there are no conclusions when you are in love.

He says these words which makes my mind race with thoughts about the future, but then he holds my hand and then I want to stay in the moment for eternity. Maybe that is why I write about him, to commit all of him in my memory. 

I never quite believed in the term forever and eternity, but rules don't apply with him. If life went fast, I want to savour every moment with him. If life went slow, I want to use every second of it, with him. 

I just know that I will love him throughout life and death, throughout the goods and worsts, throughout the moments where I am in my lowest or when I am at my peek, throughout the moments where his is at his lowest or when he is at his peek, throughout the steeps and the plains, throughout the 'never' and 'forever' times and every time he would need me. I just love him, with all of me.

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And I believe, he does too.  




Thank you so much

For giving this your precious time

Stay tuned for more!

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