I see you ♡

Time stands still
As the page unfolds,
To the story that remain yet to be told.
Unlike the pause between your breaths,
Smelling of strawberries in a faraway land.
A stretch after a long day,
When you gaze in content at the sinking sun...
The vibrant hues of pink and red that takes you back to the date,
You held her hand,
And unlike the fingers touching the symphony on chords of an acoustic strings ..
You slowly draw close to narrate her your plans for life...
And unlike the rosary beads you clutch and whisper a silent prayer holding her hands,
the delicate threads embroidered across your soul, beyond the fading contrast of life...

You stand still and gaze in her eyes ..
Deep grey, unlike a sky lit with the luminesce tiny lights hung beyond the dark curtain
Promising a destiny beyond the stretch of miles.

You speak, yet you fail to utter the words that fall on your lips, unlike the honey dripping from the nectar of the cherry blossoms across the streets in the warm april of springs.

You wait to clasp the moment ..
Unlike a child in the forest running behind the glittering fireflies
You close your eyes and envision
the reeling tapestry of flashbacks,
Heartbeats pacing,
Teardrop rolling down your peach cheeks ...
The dream that your heart held, unlike the fruit you patiently wait to ripe, and then you look again, and know that everything is just as real,
Unlike the perfect chasm of love and magic.
You ran back from it before, with despair to chase
You left without a sign,
In the fumblings of your foot to crawl the way you hated in the end...
And though the distance led you astray,
Beyond the oceans to gaze the expanse of the familiar horizon just in a different timeline.

But you came back in search
Returning to cross the bridge across the fields, where you promise for another day,
Unlike the past, where you fail to let go the crimes of a broken heart, cringing to a note in hopelessness...

And it is another day, as the dawn awakens to the chirping birds chiming a new melody
And you still stand at the place
Where you last met her and gaze at her pretty face, blushing back in off white and cream dress,
And you utter the words that had failed you for so long...
And unlike a bird in a cage trapped, it rises beyond the syllables and the pauses ..
Unlike a poetry lived in the short breaths that dreamt of sky painted of only you and her.

And then the page unfolds...
Where the magic overcomes the reality..
And a story of forever
Is seen to remain in a pearly book
Glistening in letters italics
That you name, as your story,
A forever without an end,
You finally sigh and call "Us" .

Yours Truly

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A pleasant February evening... The cafe looked unusually quiet... Dim Candescent lights were lit and sweet aroma of cinnamon, vanilla and cocoa infused in the entire room.

Kabir & Sneha sat near a corner, beside the entrance door of the cafe.

Some moments later a guy approached their table, and collected the empty coffee mugs. Both Sneha & Kabir ordered their usual favorite mocha... The pragmatic yet unassuming, Kabir sat opposite Sneha his face downward, in the silent, dimly lit room his countenance visibly expressed his sadness.

His eyes were glued to the delicate diamond ring... One which sat in his right palm and the other one, which Sneha flaunted on her manicured fingers. 

There was an awkward silence for a long while.

"I think, I must leave now."-- Sneha finally spoke, to loosen herself from the strangling, strange awkwardness.

Kabir held Sneha's hand and tried to stop her.

Sneha stood staring Kabir with questioning expressions.

" Let me leave first."--Kabir replied, his face downward, now staring the mosaic marble floor.

"Because...." --he paused, looked at Sneha with pleading eyes, but failed to continue the gaze, as his eyes became wet with tears...

"Because.... I can't stand.. to see you walk away from me." 

He picked himself and and began to walk towards the door.

"You were my Bestfriend, Kabir. We could still be friends...." -- Sneha spoke slowly rather hesitantly.

Kabir turned to reply "No! (he drew a deep breath) I don't think ...  I'll subscribe that idea. Good bye Sneha...."

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A burgandy diary lay open beside Kabir's mocha coffee mug.

Kabir's mind raced back to the past... Almost a year have passed, since he last met Sneha.

He relaxed on a chair, inside the same cafe.

It was late evening hour.

Kabir appeared melancholic, his hairs awry and mind busy in musings....

He held a silver pen and began writing intensely.

He paused some moments later, looked at a picture, the one he found while flipping the diary pages; early college years... an adorable picture of Sneha & Kabir together.

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He brushed the streaming tears from cheeks, and picked up the pen again to write.

"Slowly as the mists disappear....

A vision begins to unravel... I find myself sinking below the deep blue Sea of Emotions...

It felt like a Dream, but I knew, I was wide awake... And then I saw Her...

She was there... Standing under the shade of the same mango tree, where we spent most of our childhood..

Her butcher brown eyes, that smiles back at you . . hides a thousand galaxies..

The gleaming Sun lighting up her skin, and she looks away, her cheeks turn red and pink blushing shyly...

I then follow her to a Secret Garden... Where she hides her favorite things, and fondest memories and wishes of heart.

We dance to her favorite melodious tunes.. There's tenderness in the air. Her dark brown curls appear as happy as her, they sway as she dance... 

It was but a Dream... I reminded myself.

I close my eyes and tried listening to the rythm of my beating heart. 

And then... I felt the deep silence.. Silent Secret Garden... I opened my eyes and stood bewildered... She left me... I searched her everywhere. Her absence left me teary eyed... 

I stood there alone, still waiting... Waiting.. Wishing she would return. Waiting, until it was dark... 

Waiting with a aching heart..

...... I still love you (a solitary tear ran down Kabir's cheeks).... ""

The ink was smudged... Kabir closed the diary and begin walking outside the Cafe. Light drizzle began falling from dark sky.

He suddenly stopped reaching the entrance door of the Cafe.

Kabir stood outside the door for a long while, almost drenched by rain...  He picked out from his right pocket, a glittering ring, and ran his fingers on the gold rim, where two letters were visible. Two letters etched 'K' and 'S' for Kabir and Sneha.

Still rains were pouring.. But Kabir's cheeks were wet with tears.

He sighed briefly, then slowly, decided to stride the dark, silent, empty streets. Walking the distance, each single step, moving away from the Cafe and the past memories.

"And it rained all night..  But could not soothe the lone, aching hearts..

I stare the silent, dull gray walls around and wonder, what possibly had gone wrong? ...

Past memories creep through the door and then silence begins to haunt..

The distances between us seems to be a million miles.. I fight hard not to cry...

Though each time, I gasp and brush away the tears... The silence, completes the sentences... That my rhythmic heartbeat whispers.. 

I have to leave it all behind...

I decide to loosen these strands, that entagle me to your memories... 

This time I truly let go...

But I promise to meet you, to the place far away... To a place where dreams turn real.. 

To a place where happiness is found...

To a place where I find you...

It is the Secret Garden.. 

Where everything you desire, everything you seek... and everything you need .. You shall find..."

~Yours Truly~

Kabir

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