Do you remember, the day we met in that train?
It was dark at night. You were five feet apart. You couldn’t resist but I tried to surpass. You are that gem that I would like to keep forever to myself.
Happens to the best of us. I didn’t sleep that whole night. Was just changing sides. Did all those meditation poses. Which I generally do to get peace of mind. But you broke that and now, I’m depressed.
I can’t say what to do. I mean, was it supposed to happen?
You were there. You could have stopped it all. Why didn’t you, the question still rises in my head every now and then. But now I’m trying to move on. I’ll talk to you later, till then this conversation is at pause...
P. S. - Don’t lose hope I’ll be back to tell your story.
