It just happened.
I was asked, when did it all started? Your first love story.
To be frank, I don’t know, how it happened or when did it happen,
It just happened.
It wasn’t something of a magical kind which they show in the movies,
Our story was unusual.
It just happened.
Without even realizing I started liking you more and more,
I missed you day by day, which turned into hours, minutes and seconds.
It was irritating at times,
It was frustrating at times,
But also,
It was fun at times,
All the time we spent together and all those memories we created when I think of them in my lone time, it brings a bright smile on my face, and that is my darling was the moment I realized that you made me happy.
Yes you did, in your unconventional, unromantic, stupid ways.
After spending so many years in darkness holding my solitude dear to me, living in my palace where I wouldn’t let anyone enter,you knocked, and I after putting harsh resistance against my heart for not letting you come in, gave up and opened the door.
I know I never said it but I did found peace and my long lost happiness, in you.
I felt happy when you, out of the blue, use to sing songs for me and flaunt your singing skills.
I found peace, in your snores , which sounds like a thunderstorm has just hit the ground, but my darling, I somehow use to fall asleep while listening to that thunderstorm, because it gave me a sense of relief that you were by my side.
I loved that expression on your face when I use to throw a sarcasm at you, and you had nothing to say.
I missed you when I traveled to explore new places, and sometimes out of the blue I use to just start laughing while thinking what you would have thought of this place or the food I was having.
I felt irritated when you use to fall asleep while I was still talking, but then I couldn't stay mad at you because I knew, at 5 a.m my phone will ring, and there will be a notification that I have received a new message “I Slept”.
I felt good when you made sure that the food I ate was not spicy , although most of the time it turned out to be.
It was fun when we fought with fists and the times when I beat you up.
I know these were little things, but these little things meant world to me and I knew that there were bunch of things that we had to do together, like
there were so many things we needed to know about each other,
there were tons of things we needed to do together,
there were chunk of food you needed to cook and I to eat,
there were millions of arguments we had to get into,
there were so many places that I wanted to explore with you,
there were so many songs which you had to sing for me,
there were so many shayari's, that you had to write,
there were so many writings of mine that I had to make you read,
there were so many photographs of us that we had to click,
there were so many things that you had to crib about and I had to listen to them patiently,
there were going to be many times that I would have gotten drunk and spammed you with my messages,
Well you see, the list was endless, but its the one I wanted to complete with you.
I never thought getting to know a person and exploring them would be so interesting and adventurous until I met you.
But now you are not there anymore and this list,
Well this list is still there and the only change in it is that I am completing it with my lost self.
Hoping to live my life happily again, with her.
But,
Even if someone asks me, knowing the fact that you are not in my life anymore. I still tell them that,
"I don’t know how it all started,
and that it just happened."