When we were three and five respectively, our parents introduced us. Our dads were friends in college, you see? And our mums neighbours. I hated you the minute we met because you pulled my hair. But our parents loved playing rummy and disregarded us like they disregard children. We went on beach days every Summer, … Continue reading Saturdays with you.
Your haughty arrogance, and your sharp demeanor would render everyone insipid. Your sharp edges, and your pointed looks, your unshaken spirit, and your straight, unsmiling lips are masks they wish to bare open. They look at your dark patches and wish to scribble colour into them. Unbeknownst to you, they try to scratch your surface … Continue reading Domino.
You take a deep breath. It's time. You get your heart broken everyday you love him. You give your everything for his most things, and your everybodies for the third place in his life. This is why I love you He makes you laugh. He knows how to take care of you. He takes care … Continue reading The Collector of Love