About the guy with the guitar

 About the guy with the the guitar,

Eating burgers around 17 miles far.

It has been 17 years and yes I think now I might have found the one,

Or I just wanted him to be the one.

Or let's imagine he is the ' only one' ,

Now and even at 61-71-81-91-101

    OK THAT'S TOO MUCH!

No, he didn't come on horses,

With flowers, with smiles or gift wrapped .

He didn't ask me to put my white gown on or dance,

He wasn't that excited when we first talked,

No,  it wasn't that typical romcom love at first sight that you have often heard.

I am not even good enough to remember the dates and timelines,

I even don't know his career plans and favourite colour .

But if we're supposed to be together and he is meant to be mine,

It would  stay alive and never go undiscovered.

Yes, it was a summer month,

Like you have Heard in that 90's movies.

Yeah we talked at late night at phone calls,

And I smiled hugging that pillow fantasizing before my eyelashes falls.

Its "beautiful"- in one word,

Its " magnificent and magical" - in two,

Its " satisfactory, sacred and simple" - in three,

And "we both belong together" , - in four.

He is tall and have long Hairs,

He plays guitar and Yes he definately cares.

He is not of my type,

But he is perfectly mine.

I swear, he is perfect,

In every glance, 

In every word, every laugh, every thing he wear.

He gave me a Nick name,

And I want to conceal it all,

Yes because it was more than relevant to tell.

He arrived in that summer moon on 13 th June,

In my hectic day of busy schedule like Full moon.

I was in the middle of something ,

but a conversation with him made me forget everything.

A big man- not that big,

But doing maturely things.

Living and loving life,

Either with his sins.

 I fell for the vibes of a genuine friend,

But Within twenty days the vibes just end.

No, we didn't separate ,

Just the vibes changed.

I started getting into feels,

With the personality , not the looks for real.

I cannot explain it now or even then,

Its just , what he made me feel is never gonna end.

I'm not sure if we would stay forever,

But who cares for tomorrow, its now or never.

He is pure, so divinely magical ,

His eyes are so bright .

That sometimes I wanna borrow some light,

And I wanna loose my self inside.

He has the power to heal,

Every bruise of mine.

Even without speaking or devising ,

Don't you too believe that we got our star signs align? 

That perfect jawline,

And hands interwiled .

Last cup of vine,

And hopes high for the forthcoming valentine.

Now let me say here,

He is "love".

No, not the love that comes and go,

But of that type that I idiolize  the most.

No, not the Love I wanna,

Marry or  spend the rest of my life( sure I wanna do that).

But the type that i wanna,

Make our souls meet before.

If we stand together,

We might not look that good although.

Because he is too tall and I am too short.

Like the opposite world attract,

Like Jupiter or pluto.

Or cannon bells in shadow. 

But he is the type of love that I never anticipated before.

When people talk about compatibility, trust and respect,

I don't even know what that  means. 

I just know that it feels so good, 

Like running through the Nature's pastures and greens. 

I sometime imagine, 

If I'm a character of a teen movie, a drama or fanfiction. 

But reality strike me hard, 

Because I am a mortal being and love has no restrictions . 

When I close my eyes, 

It seems so relatability unrelatable. 

But when I open my eyes, 

It turns out to become real. 

Let me just stop over exaggerating , 

The fact again and again. 

That he is the one, 

And he is real forgod's sake. 

But than I just remembered, 

That I have almost wasted your four months. 

Just bragging about him, 

All over in and all over out. 

And that's how what love feels, 

That every shattered part of your soul get healed. 

And each romantic song now appeal, 

Love looks perfect just imperfectly ideal. 

And still I sometimes feel, 

If he would ever ask me-

"if he's too good for me in real" 

But if he would ever ask me- that perhaps, 

I would happily accept and nod my head in a  big yes. 

Blessing to my eyes, peace to my soul. 

A fire in his rage, love to behold. 

He was a divine ecasity, 

Entangled in the phase of funeral. 

He was a holy grail of humility, 

Tenacious at the end of the tunnel. 

All the love I chase is greater than the gaze of reindeer, 

The garland of amulets and smokey snare. 

Those eyes burn like ashes in blue, 

He look like a freaking flare of fleshlight through the asymptotic avenue. 

In this night of despair and day of intense glare, 

Frontline of flowers. 

Through the shine of satellite, 

Bestowing the crown of clovers. 

All I want to say is, 

"UMPH! That's how I feel about you, I love you through your triumphs and tribulations and that's so much. 

Hey! My love: thank you 

Leeza