Towards Your Destiny

Years later, when I had run out of stories and words to tell you and there had been a certain discomfort before I get used to your silence, that I hope we had eventually enjoy sharing just as much we enjoy sharing sonnets.

I want you to look for my love through the tiring work evenings. So, when after a relaxing shower I'd wear your perfume and sit across from you in the same room perhaps you had smell a little bit of you away from yourself, in me and I had filled just ask close to you reading in your intimate spaces away from you.

And then I would take you to walk in the city where we first met, dazing at 'why we were doing this?' and 'what we were doing?'. What we did here at the places we love right now and completely jumble up all the stories in hope to make newer ones.

Possibly, we were not bad at being complete strangers but we certainly were good at being half strangers. I had hope that taking you back to the city would help us collect the half humans we had left behind in time.

I want to look for my love on days when you are mad at your stars and I have exhausted my quota of good things to tell you during 'bad times'.

I had order you pizza, pav bhaji and choco chip ice cream, some drink if you want, all at once and I play the horror movie that you are stupidly laughing at right now in my lap.

Years later, when I had run out of stories and sonnets to tell you, I want to look for my love in the things that I write for you now. And I hope that I continue writing the stories to you just the same so that they calm your soul when you our silences wouldn't be able to.

So, you don't have to explore far beyond for my love when I'd be gone.