15 years of almost...
15 years back, we were young then, with laughter that filled our skies, no weight of the world, no need for disguise. We skipped through hours as if time would bend, and I believed our story had no end. Do you recall the rain, when we both ran barefoot, your hair dripping wet, your eyes absolute? The world spun in chaos, yet you made it still, like silence obeying a higher will. Evenings blurred in cafés, with cups half-sipped, conversations so endless, and hours just slipped. The sparkle of festivals, celebrations aglow, but your smile was brighter than any I know. We argued like children, then laughed till we cried, you softened my edges, I lost all my pride. In crowded corridors, your glance found mine, and in that moment everything else felt divine. But life pulled us apart, with threads we couldn’t weave, what we wanted to hold, we had to leave. Years rolled like thunder, yet one truth stayed, that memories of you did never really fade. I’ve held hands, ...