Hoping that it will just be you and me,Sharing the fallacies of our past,Gazing the distant stars , the warming eyes of each other. We will have friends who will love us. We will be partying at their events, sometime together sometimes apart. But when the clock will strike some loving hours, i’ll be wrapped around your warm arms and you’ll be smelling my vanilla wash to sleep.
Praying to exchange our secrets over my favourite cardamom tea and your english breakfast. I will share how i was misguided and you will share how you were blinded by the lights. And i will weep or you will weep, maybe we both will wet each others sleeves. I am a lightweight so i’ll drink and probably speak indistinguishable , and i’ll be a mess but you’ll find it amusing. And you might have a crazy high scaring me to death but we’ll laugh it off in a warm shower.
Wishing that at nights of our fights we won’t have to sleep alone , instead i’ll just close the distance and put silent whispers in your ears or you’ll just brush away that tiny drop of my tear. It will be us against the universe and not against one another. You will not care about me being dramatic and needy and mind you, i will always be this attention seeking person. And i’ll not mind when you will be cold and rude but then later give me a goofy smile after i get frustrated.
Dreaming that when you say i am busy over a call , i can puff up my cheeks once in a while and you’ll ask “dinner tonight?”. Being understanding the other times. And when i’ll just bang the door of our space on your face you’ll say “well i was thinking about pasta and some midnight romance”. When i’ll crib about how my parents don’t understand you’ll ask my mom for a visit. And when you will be mad at your’s for not understanding your crazy busy , i’ll keep them busy and entertained.
Yearning that when you are not with me and in some teenage nostalgia i tell you what a broken and selfish person i used to be ,you’ll write back a heartwarming note saying but that’s not my baby anymore. You’ll make me strong when i decide it’s the time to be weak . And when you’ll say how many wrongdoings you have done, or how many girls you have dated. How your friends betrayed , or how many times you failed. Maybe you will also tell me about all those people you have hurt and i’ll just hug you warmly and say ,it’s in the past and i know my man is perfection of some crazy flaws. Your flaws make you mine and beautiful.
Caring that when you’ll be ambitious , i’ll make the morning tea. And when i’ll be romantic you’ll order some red velvet. We will build each other. And we will build an empire. Because when you’ll care about winning the world, i’ll care about you. And when i’ll be furious at my work and friends you’ll kiss me to shut up. I won’t probably shut up but still it will be worth a try.
Maybe we will be really different, maybe we will have a lot in common. Maybe we will fight a lot. Maybe we will make love all day. It’s possible that i’ll be a bitch and you’ll be a crazy egotist. I might shout and you might say words that cut me. I can call you a hundred times and be jealous cause’ my man is so handsome. And you’ll cut my calls or maybe shout back once in while. But like i said it will be you and me fighting the universe . And when we will meet i’ll give you short hugs and you’ll buy me flowers.
Scared that maybe we will have to tell each other about our deepest thoughts.But i’ll do that i’ll tell you about the boy i loved first. Yes , that one. And why i was selfish and broken and why i hurt him so much. And maybe you’ll tell me about the girl who hurt you and how much you cared about her. The one whom you expected to be in place of me once upon a time. And How you are glad that she is not. or maybe not.
Just maybe, maybe not.
And i’ll kiss your jaw and you’ll hug me in the sun. Curly hair of mine sticking to your linen shirts. And that will be it. Us against the world.
:p Picture isn’t something i clicked obviously.