hey! you. The moon of my life. ❤️

Heyy.
I love you.
Okay, it's not like
I love you, love you.
It's more like
I love you, love you.
More like,
Uhm,
Like I'd share my food with you,
Like order pizza with unbrushed teeth,
Socks still on, half wrapped in bedsheet and complain about how pineapples don't belong with it.
Like, I'd make you a part of my 3 AM self,
where I'll talk psychic crap, and you'll listen to all of it without judging me, or thinking I am crazy, and I'll listen to all your broken relationship stories and how things just didn't work out, and he wanted more or you wanted more or whatever zzzz.
More like, the mundane selves that we would be when we go on a 4AM walk after that,
staring at the stars,
still finding it hard to hide,
Behind the misty sky,
Un-waning, letting the sheets of sunlight brush in through the doors of atmosphere, so glamorously adorned by the flying birds, and floating clouds.
More like all the crazy conversations post the exhaustive walk, making rings out of cigarette smoke, and hell no! It's still not dawn darling,
The night is still ours!
Did I tell you that I like your straight hair? And your handwriting? But more of the hair, please.
Your choker caught my fancy too, though that's a way too claustrophobic name for an accessory of use,
Much like you.
You mean so much, and you wouldn't understand,
Falling into spirals of complex waves, the webs, you weave, a site you conceive,
Well, come out princess!
Today's not that day for you to save!
Let's go for a walk by the sea,
Watch salt and foam and sand lap in mirth beneath our feet,
And we'd hold hands, and jump and throw water at each other,
Rolled up jeans and drenched t-shirts would at least not bother,
And then we might go for this decent lunch place I know,
Ironically it's right across the road from the shore,
Have some ice cream after,
And talk till the sun decided to set down,
And I am going to wait till it's dark,
So among flutters and giggles we sneak behind a bush,
And maybe kiss?
With the birds invisible but still out there, flying and smiling at us,
Because remember I told you,
That we are tiny grains of sand, constituting an entire universe,
and that the night is ours?!