With your head on my shoulder and my fingers gently caressing your waist while we calmly embrace the beauty around us, I thank the universe for not giving up on us.
The first time I saw you, you were so engrossed in arguing with the warden over your missing clothes, I almost tripped, by the way your eyes were holding so much back, and when you told me it was your mother's last gift to you before changing her definition of love towards you, I understood why you were so heartbroken.
I would watch you paint for hours, sometimes too calmly and sometimes, as if trying to pour every emotion that you have gone through in your whole life on a single canvas. But that's what your beauty is, always feeling too much, giving too much.
The way you almost never indulged in friday's session of ‘which boy are you crushing this week’ intrigued me towards you more, as if looking for my better half to accept me for who I was and who I loved.
The first time we kissed, it was at the terrace around 2 am, drunk. I could feel my heartbeat speeding up and my throat going dry, afraid if it was all a fragment of my imagination, the dream that I had so wanted to live. But when your lips moulded with mine, my soul became whole again. The highlight was how our lipstick tasted, but I knew you liked mine, it was your favorite flavour.
We never exchanged ‘I love yous’, maybe because we weren't sure if what we were feeling could be called love? We knew it was something special, like how they describe in books and show in movies. We felt it all - the butterflies, the giddiness, the craving, the craziness and the satisfaction.
Though, there were times when we doubted ourselves too, the ones who took years to accept themselves, how they could accept someone else in a span of a few months, but we did, we completed each other and healed our brokenness, together.
And today, after years of sneaking glances, hiding from people, going on dates as 'friends', crying and fighting for ourselves, building our dreams and becoming whole, we are officially together and proud. Proud of our journey, of our relationship and of ourselves, and you know, I wouldn't have it otherwise..
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