Pretty not sure about what I liked in you. But I liked you. As they say you don’t need a reason to like someone.
I liked everything about you. Your weirdness. Your quirkiness. Your dumbness. Your childishness. Your eyes. Your lips. Your smile. Your laughter. Your voice. Your hair. Your protectiveness. Most importantly it was YOU I liked the most.
I liked how you used to cook for me when I craved home made food. You used to put so much efforts to make feel home. I liked how you read me novels to sleep when I couldn’t read it myself. I liked how you sang songs for me when I was bored. I liked how you and me used to laugh at a ridiculous joke till our stomach hurts. I liked how you used to tell me that we’ll meet among the clouds one day where there will be nothing to seperate us when it was a time to go away from each other for a short time only to meet again.
I used to like our late night conversation over two cups of coffee. We used to talk about random things that had nothing to do with us. We were insane. I liked how you let me be totally myself. You never asked me to change. You accepted me the way I was. I liked how you used to kiss me first on my forehead then slowly coming down on my cheeks and then finally on my lips.
But I didn’t like the way you lied to me. That night when I saw you on the hospital bed in ICU tied with needles and tubes. Doctors said that you had very less time… I didn’t believe them. You never told me that you were fighting with an incurable disease. You always said you were fine. I saw you struggling with life and death.
I cried. I prayed. I screamed. I did everything in hope that you’d recover. I observed your heart beats going up and down on the monitor. On most days they were down. Then one day it went straight… You were gone, forever. I’m still waiting to meet you among the clouds somewhere in a parallel world where you and me will become us once again to never get seperated.