I told the stars about you.....

And here Iam again on a Friday evening,  sitting in my balcony and writing about you.....

And maybe, just maybe I will find you wearing that same grey shirt and humming Ed-Sheeran song and that I'll accidentally hum too and we'll look at each other and chatter a little and exchange our numbers.  Maybe you will ask me for a movie, and we'll get bored and walk out in the interval and end up having a chocolate fudge or a cold coffee.  And I will keep prodding you everytime I see an ice-cream shop, and we'll read 'The Fault in our star' together. And maybe we will go on the early morning bike rides and go on till the mussorie heights. And I will kiss you everytime you feel down and listen to you when you talk your heart loud. We'll get drunk together at a party and end up dancing in the terrace to our fav beat. And then I will write poetry about you while watching you asleep and kiss you softly while you moan "I love you" and gently tuck me in. 

But untill then, dear love Iam stuck here in a world full of sanity waiting for my madness to arrive and fly away with me all over again. Iam sure you miss me too.  Just hold on a little longer I promise this time I won't ever let you go.

And someday,  we shall go to the MOTO GP championship together when we are 70,  and watch Valentino Rossi versus Sam Lowes and scream 'What the hell'? everytime our favorite loses a match. But still listen to Ed-sheeran and sing "Thinking out loud" in our pitchy voice, moving our feet slowly to our unpleasant singing full of shrinks. We'll still sagging on our cheeks.

Then we'll promise each other a lifetime of happiness without fears of the never lasting.

Then I will meet you again, and that time...
"DEATH HAVE TO BE HONEST WITH LIFE".