I used to like him from the day I had met him.We were bunch of friends,mutual friends and strangers,gone for a Picnic.We both were were stranger at first then we got to know our names.We talked.We smiled.We became friends till the end.Then we met again and again.Then we became great friends(atleast from my side).
We used to meet more often,offcourse not alone but with some common friends.And I used to be completely confused if you like me or not.
I wanted to impress you.
But then something happened,I didn't knew.You would have surely created it or believed at some shit.
You started ignoring me.I started hating you.But deep inside I cared for you,remebered you everyday.
Then we met once again after long.I was quiet.I was having million hidden emotions,all of evergrowing hate,liking,anger and lust.
Then as you became normal with me.Talking with me as if we are great friends.I yelled.I was uncomfortable,to be normal again.And fortunately it started raining.Hiding my eyedrops in raindrops,so giving me strengh,to fight and speak out my words.
Then you were pale,you heard me,got to know my wounds,how I cared for you,how you mattered for me.
I was once again ready to shout and I felt a lips,just touched with my lips.So soft and coy,like a butter sliding.
Then I felt your toungue on mine.
You had started kissing.Well I couldn't stop me at this time.I kissed you vigorously.Maybe I was angry or maybe it was a deep thirst.Rains were taking out my anger,my grief and then I felt your hands on my cheeks.
You were watching me with trust and love and hope.And then you hugged me so tight and so nice.
We cuddled.We felt each others support.We laughed,we smiled.You said sorry,explained what happened.And I needed to forgive you,as now you were mine.
And the rain continued with thunder and tress dancing.Making me cheer and happy once again.And we played on the street again.
And I would always have that memory of the wet coy lips.....
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