I love you, and that's the eternal truth which defies the rainbow-coloured spectrum of life, the dirt, the squalor, the sly souls, the number-obsessed madmen without iota of logic or humanity, the souls trapped in their own lies and those of others, those who are used and don't realise so, and then again the noble souls who get defeated in this game of life.
That day, when I saw you for the first time. i saw this sliver of silver in your eyes, your smile, your topical tenderness reached out and grabbed me by the veins, drawing me in, closer. What if one of these days I fell for you, i thought? What if I could feel your sweet smile sending shivers down my spine and want time to stop in the tracks? What if I brushed away every tear and kissed away every tiny empty space, replacing it with this nurturing force which would make your naughty smile linger longer, to spread warmth and cheer where darkness prevailed? I loved your smile, loved your sweetness, loved your warmth, loved your face, loved your talents,and loved the way you were the sweet lisp of sugar-coated candy which I wanted to pop into my mouth, until the flavours would spread infinitely like a warm, fuzzy contour.
What if I wanted to unwrap your soul like a gossamer wrapping, unwrapping every precious layer away, until all that remained was your carnation smile, blooming and blossoming and crisply devouring every obstacle in its path.
What if I leaned in and looked at you with pearly eyes laced with longing? What if I tread gently where others were harsh? What if I reminded you of how precious you were, how coffee-stained your wisdom was, with a dollop of sugar and a hint of cardamom spice, how you were always both sweet and spicy, tenderly tremulous with gentle ambitious longing,
What if I flipped the lights on and saw your pink cheeks blush and redden as if the hue was painted on with smooth silvery longing? What if you saw the admiration in the pretty girl's eyes as she sat next to you?
What if gold and silver wasn't enough to describe your beauty, because you were the most amazing person anyway? What if the goodness in your soul and your words which reflected you, were so daintily precise that the feelings would burst into a maze of colours, spinning round and round with joyful force?
What if I was all gluten sensitivity and almond-milk allergic but still loved you like crazy? What if your Punjabi flavours matched well with my Bengali flavours, and we cancelled out each other's negativity? What if our life was a riotous maze of colours, full of fun, shopping, travelling, reading and conquering the Internet?
What if we gave something bigger than ourselves a chance?
You, my darling, are perfection and gold, not gold-plated, and that is why I love you
We found each other for a reason, my love. We are in this together.