Sunday, April 5, 2015

Anomaly

The bittersweet waiting, a touch of honey and caramel , as you entered through the door,minutes early. 
Followed by a sweet concoction of words. Blue jeans, and your white shirt. 
Never had i fathomed that i'd be brought to my knees by the threads of fabric that covered up your skin. Trivial it had been. Not today, today was an anomaly. But weren't you exactly the same, an anomaly,  an exception? And mine.

Surrounded by people, infringing on the soft bubble around us and you did what you always did. Declare to the world that you had eyes only for me. My cheeks flushed and my lips quivered into a soft shy smile, you said you missed that glow. Not even a week since yours arms had held me close bidding me goodbye at the airport and here you were. Like time had ceased to exist, the part of me that i had locked safely in your heartbeat, in your slow,deep breaths, in your eyes which would water unexpectedly, it was mine for the taking. Again. Your gaze went deeper. Delved into my heart, breaking through my doubts, then my mind. We both smiled when we almost heard the click.


Outside, we walked. My sun was beside me, and god was it dazzling me. 
As you talked, I thought of home. Of how close I was to it, how I had marked my home for life. This would be my place, where my thoughts would unravel, where my mind would be undone and where my laughter would mean as much as my tears.

We talked a lot more, me mumbling to myself, my words hardly discernible, but you kept nodding with a smile. Had it not been so for years? Then we ate together, ditching the fancy restaurants, just choosing to sit together , with the car parked on the side of the road. You, sipping the drinks, always a little impatient with the summers. I wished we had a couple of beers too. Subconsciously, I chose to eat your part of the food, thinking how I never shared this with anyone apart from you in my life. An oddity, weren't you?

Soon, even before the sun decided to set into the sky and call it a day, it was time for me to go. But no, i did not feel weighed down this time, not weakened by what goodbyes were.

Until the next time.
Know that my being refuses to stop falling for you.