It came like this:
Tousled sandy hair, chin held high
One from a regime where love is a lie
Slowly but surely, we took the cake
And fell into a pattern I thought was fake
Honest confessions showed your true colours
Turning us from roots to flowers
Which bloomed into late night calls
And that’s where I thought the end was, overall.
But you and New Years brought the two of us
To a place where I couldn’t have seen us
When you didn’t bide your time & grabbed my hair
A month later, all I did was hold your stare.
We lay barefoot on beds
Stayed apart till light left
But our efforts were in vain
Now that our truths no more restrain
But Love, as long as I can hold on the happiness I have found with you, I’ll be satisfied & follow where life leads me with you.
That’s how I met Love.