Theirs had been a love separated by time.
They had loved each other from the day he called her name and the day she had laughed at the way he said it. They had loved each other through the boring maths lectures and the nervous walks by the lake. They had loved each other when she had chopped off her hair in distress and he had lost a tooth by falling.
They had waited patiently for the other to return from trips, visits, expeditions. They had known that they loved each other without ever having said it. They needed to make something of their lives. To consider themselves worthy of the other.
They made a silent promise to wait for the other. They promised that their lips would find each other's in the darkness and their hearts would forever be entwined by an unbreakable, invisible cord. They had promised all of this but never said it.
Both of them got busy with their lives, met new people, got smitten by new faces, got attracted to new souls. They remembered each other when someone touched their hands and asked for a key to their heart. They did not know if the other felt about them the way they felt. They spent an age apart and gave their lives the directions that they had desired.
When they finally met, in a different time and in a completely different situation, they did not know if they loved each other anymore. Had they been in love or was it just the romantic possibilities that had kept them waiting for the other all this time? They did not know if the happiness they felt was the glory of meeting an acquaintance or the peace of finding the keeper of your heart.
They looked at each other, unsure of the other's thoughts. Unsure of how they ought to react, what they should say.
He said her name, and she laughed at the way he said it. Their hearts had found the other and nothing more had to be said, questioned or explained.
Theirs had been a love separated by time but it had never lost its way.
They had loved each other from the day he called her name and the day she had laughed at the way he said it. They had loved each other through the boring maths lectures and the nervous walks by the lake. They had loved each other when she had chopped off her hair in distress and he had lost a tooth by falling.
They had waited patiently for the other to return from trips, visits, expeditions. They had known that they loved each other without ever having said it. They needed to make something of their lives. To consider themselves worthy of the other.
They made a silent promise to wait for the other. They promised that their lips would find each other's in the darkness and their hearts would forever be entwined by an unbreakable, invisible cord. They had promised all of this but never said it.
Both of them got busy with their lives, met new people, got smitten by new faces, got attracted to new souls. They remembered each other when someone touched their hands and asked for a key to their heart. They did not know if the other felt about them the way they felt. They spent an age apart and gave their lives the directions that they had desired.
When they finally met, in a different time and in a completely different situation, they did not know if they loved each other anymore. Had they been in love or was it just the romantic possibilities that had kept them waiting for the other all this time? They did not know if the happiness they felt was the glory of meeting an acquaintance or the peace of finding the keeper of your heart.
They looked at each other, unsure of the other's thoughts. Unsure of how they ought to react, what they should say.
He said her name, and she laughed at the way he said it. Their hearts had found the other and nothing more had to be said, questioned or explained.
Theirs had been a love separated by time but it had never lost its way.
Beautiful choice of words :)
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Thank you so much :)
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