A Walk to Remember

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

In Our Own Fairytale Story

If Love is the Answer, Could You Rephrase the Question?

I wasn’t about to fall for you. No. That wasn’t part of the plan. It was just supposed to be me and you being comfortable with each other during that dizzy afternoon. Maybe you are right, it wasn’t supposed to be like this. But, I implicitly state otherwise just giving a chance that you might be wrong and I was thinking it right.

I don’ t think I could have handled things differently though. You will still be you – your charming self which would sweep me off my feet at any given day. You — who always knew what to do or say. No dramas. You could make me fall for you over and over again. Without efforts. Without you trying.

And I would forever find myself unable to control myself from being vulnerable from you. My brain and all the thinking juices will be flushed down the drain at the sight of you. It’s not that I become stupid whenever you are near; it’s just that I forget who I am, forget who I’m supposed to be when I’m with you.