Why did i text you to catch up?

Why did you say yes to that?

Why did i play” find you” when i didnt know that i actually found you? Or found me myself in you.

Why did you take me through that trenches leading to a beautiful view, not the lake but your beautiful eyes.

Eyes that sounded like a melancholy of 10000 artists playing in my head?

Or is it just an illusion like every other time in life?

The moment i had my third LIIT and your lips touched mine, I had apocalypse playing in my head, on loop.

The moment I wanted to make your fantasy, true, making out in the washroom?

Or was it coincidental that you got locked in the women’s washroom,

Like how both of us got locked in the journey of life finding love

Which lead to me taking that bold move of making your fantasy of making out in the washroom true.

I dont know, but I know when your fingers passed through my strangles of hair.

I knew this is the one I have been looking for.

50 crores? Maybe i wont make that money.

I don’t wanna promise I will make that money

Though I know Im aiming & living the dream of building a 1000 crores business.

But i dont know, i cant bring the baggage of yours to this.

When you are not sure.

The next day, i just slept through the day, because i couldn’t open my eyes, not seeing you.

The moment i opened my eyes, i was at the last coffee, i mean when i removed my sunglasses.

I saw you dolled up in that black dress, though i missed seeing sunset, did i see a walking moon?

I love moon & the moment you showed me stars in the night I was looking for the moon. Didnt find it.

Only to realise the sundari, next to me, the moon.

Oh the moment when you adjusted my collar, right outside the cafe while i was smoking out the uncertainties lit from a borrowed lighter from a stranger, that felt special.

The moment when you held my hand on our way to the music show,

The moment when you adjusted your hair, letting me reach your neck

I know this is special.

I was scared as well not about us but the moment when third person tried to invade our space.

Then I was at peace later listening to pheli bhi mein,

I was at peace a lot of times

Im not sure where this is leading to but

Why did i text you to catchup.

Maybe its the sign of universe helping me find love.

Or maybe not

I dont know, but its special.

But i know that i can spend the next trillion nights, staying in the room with you, looking at the sunsets, sunrises, moon & the stars.