I met him again😊

And yesterday i met him again,

My sunshine,my boy,my handsome boy was right in front of my oh-so-lucky eyes! As he came towards me,my breath hitched,my heartbeat quickened and the surroundings turned pink.He is heaven!

There he was,the most gorgeous man,gazing into my eyes,standing so close to me.Cloud nine?Nah! I was on cloud thousand.😍

My silly heart cannot fathom its emotions into words,it just can’t.And i guess that’s the glory of the love it feels.

I wish he knew how crazily i smile at the thought of meeting him.

I wish he knew how he makes the birds of my heart chirp incessantly when he walks close to me.

I wish he knew how my dim world abruptly lights up when he flashes his lovely smile at me.

I wish he knew how i secretly steal glances at him when he’s looking away.

I wish he knew that his touch gives me shivers,it fills the powerless wires of my heart with a sensual electric current that flows through my body even after the physical contact is long lost.

I wish he knew that i feel comfortable in his presence but strangely uncomfortable too because my heart pressurizes me to be my best-self in front of the man it adores.

I wish he knew that when he looks into my eye,something resonates deep in my heart or in chaste words “kuch kuch hota hae.”

I wish he knew that i forget my worries,tensions and problems when he’s around.Oh crap,i forget the whole damn world when that person is in front of my eyes.🙈

I wish he knew how breathtakingly handsome he is.Hearts in love don’t lie ,he is the world’s most handsome guy! And i can bet on that.😏

i wish he knew how my heart begs me to make him stay when he tries to walks away.It beseeches with folded hands to make that man prolong a bit,his presence near me.

I wish he knew how i craved to touch his lips as he bit his lower lip.How i craved to touch his beautiful face and his hair.Such an enticing man he is!

I wish he knew how true and genuine my feelings for him are.

I wish he knew how badly i want to make him mine.

I wish he knew what he does to me and my fragile heart.

I wish he knew how my poor heart smiles and frowns at the same time when he stands before me,look at me and smiles,i smile back,brimming with love and then it strikes me,i cannot make him mine.
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At times,one has to yield to his fate and accept things as they are,
for incomplete and unaccomplished love stories are the most beautiful ones,
so are the hearts with a scar.

-Pratishtha 😊

Pratishtha 🙂