Untold Feelings

A new feeling is born when one person’s existence affects another. These feelings become the reason for something everlasting. In the course of these, there comes a time when they break you. The broken pieces themselves ask us ‘Why does it hurt so much?’ and we hang down with the hope that they’ll return to us and sew up the fragments.

The chirping evening birds made me happy. Those were the early teen days, I just turned twelve and life seemed different. I had all these new concepts laid down in front of me, exciting each atom inside my body. I was at my grandma’s house and saw him there for the first time. It was a sight which wasn’t able to find its way out of my head. I could not stand still, whenever he passed by me. I was intoxicated. His intense eyes wanted me to kiss them compassionately. The way he spoke made my body vibrate at once. He bribed my heart and I had my first crush.

I was in ninth grade. I decided I was older enough to handle this. I sneaked in my mom’s cell and tried contacting him. Luckily, it went well. We began from strangers and ended up being friends; sharing secrets and having long conversations at night. I still didn’t know if he had any feelings for me, but I had already reached the depth. This irresistible crush had already gotten me fall for him in love.

Days passed and I fell harder. He made me feel complete. I wanted to touch him, feel him, kiss him; love him. I wanted to scream my name with his and shout out my love for him. Shout out that no one could love him more than I did. But I couldn’t. All I could do was bounce from one place to another so that he could stay in front of me the whole day. I’d heard eyes were the first speakers of the language called love. I tried talking to him that way but for some reason it didn’t work. I was unable to resist the pain that struck me, when he used to wave off without getting wind of those unsaid words. Time was running and I was getting nervous.

It was somebody’s marriage at his house. This made me plan our own wedding. I couldn’t wait any longer, to let him know my feelings. I wanted him to cuddle me and say that he would never leave me. Imagining about us was what I did when he wasn’t in front of me. I wanted to make things right. I knew I had to take the first step. I decided proposing him.

To Be Continued..

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