Coffee Dates And Browniee Eyes!!!

Yes!!!

There is this boy !!Nope .. There is this Man …

May be it was his Smile …May be it was his vocie

may it was his Smell or may be it was his care

may be it was his love may be it was his time…

may be it was his everything …How many may be’s….

Oh god!!!! To be honest.. I dont know I fell Pretty Hard !!

I never though that I would fall for someone again !!!

I wasn’t looking for Love…

but then I met him …talking to him makes my day and he became my favourite notification…

And so, he became my favorite smell, a constant in my days, A bittersweet reminder of love in countless, subtle ways.

A scent that speaks of laughter shared, and whispers in the night, A fragrant echo of his soul, a guiding, gentle light.

It wasn't the salty tang of the ocean's vast embrace, Nor the earthy petrichor after a storm's wild chase.

No, it was something far more subtle, something uniquely his.

A blend of warmth and something clean, a scent my heart would kiss.

Maybe it was the soap he used, or his skin's own natural grace, Or the faintest hint of sandalwood that lingered in its place.

Whatever magic it contained, it held me in its thrall.

A silent symphony of scent, captivating one and all.

It filled the spaces he had left, a phantom, sweet and low,

A comforting reminder of the warmth I used to know.

I'd bury my face in his old shirts, just to breathe him in again,

Reliving moments shared, the "hows" and "when" and "then."

Each fiber held a memory, a whisper of his name, A comforting embrace of scent, a flickering, fragrant flame.

Some may say it's foolish, this obsession with a smell,

But they don't understand the power that these tiny molecules compel.

They weave their way into our minds, and etch themselves so deep,

A fragrant time capsule of moments we long to keep.

Though time may pass and seasons turn, and memories may fade,

His scent remains, a constant love, a promise gently made.

He became my favourite smell, and yes i tried to keep my distance….

Because we said “ We’re just friends”

But what about the looks in Our eyes???

Its like I want him to know !!!

But I can’t Tell him … that I’m trying to keep my distance ..

And if I do …. Another girl will listen to his endless stories

Another Girl will Listen to his Endless Heartbeat…

Another girl will Wakeup to his Sleep Voice and Those Innocent Smile !!!

Another girl will fall in Love with his every eye contact …

Another girl will stare at his Bumpy eyes that Strolls and Shrink with Every adorable Joke he cracks…

And Yes he is the only expalnation of the Life … that flows so errortless within me ..

I can’t remember a day your name never popped into my head !!!

And At times… You don’t deserve a Paragraph…

You deserve books written about how amazing you are !!!

And I realise that when you are not around , time practically Stands Still!

The curve of your smile that gently pcks the warmth for my Life !!

And the whispered Word ,a knowing Glance , a Silent Language held in trance …..

A presence felt….. a Lasting Trace…

Its me and Him with our time and Space!!