The Lost Love.

To my lost love,

I remember the day I met you in a coffee shop. It was raining that day. I was watching people walking past the window when you entered through the door. You were slightly drenched. I looked at you and our eyes met for a brief second. You gave me a smile. I smiled back, too. Your smile was magical.

We met again at an event. You were playing guitar on the poem I was reciting on stage. You were enchanting in your presence. I became your fan at that moment. We walked our way back home. The silence between us was so comforting. You asked me out on a coffee date. I said, okay.

We started meeting often. We spoke on many things. But most of the time we kept quiet. I liked the stillness between us. At 3 in the night, when I was struggling through my deceiving thoughts, you taught me to play it out on the keyboard. The piano’s black & white keys painted my world a little colourful. You saw me dancing alone on the song that am dancing on since childhood. I was 5 when I first danced on that song. “You don’t remain you when you perform. You become the performance.”, you said.

We were sitting on the edge of the terrace when you asked, “isn’t this love?” I said, “yeah, it is.” The love which I meant was different from yours. You wanted to label the purity we had in our relationship.

“Romance is overrated.”, I say. “There can be intense intimacy between two people, yet no sex involved.” I added.

You didn’t seem to understand. You wanted to tell everyone that am yours. But you forgot that I was already you. When there is love there can’t be anything else. Love is immortal. It lives on into the heart of two people who loved each other throughout their life and hereafter. The love which exists in friendships too. Friendship is indeed the foundation of all the relationship. You are still present in me even after you left. I feel you everyday while playing the keyboard, reciting the poem, and dancing on my childhood song alone. You will be loved, always.

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