Forever yours..

No matter what she does, no matter what she doesn’t do.

I know she’s mine. And she loves me more than anyone else ever could.


She watches out for me, takes care of me, and nurtures me when even I don’t need her.

She backs me whenever I do anything, and she forgives me a million times.


I owe it to her.

Our relation’s just like any other except for one fact.

We fight, we argue, we laugh, we talk, we abuse, we work together, we cry, we bitch and we appreciate... Just like others…


But we never let go.


I stick to her, and she stands by me all the friggin’ time.

Yeah, we have our share of tiffs where I ask her to keep off, calling her names and telling her she’s just not-good-enough and I’m better off without her. That I don’t need her, and I would manage on my own, thank you very much.

She doesn’t sulk, she doesn’t justify or shout back. She just smiles.


And I say, “Grrr… why don’t you just FO…?!” and walk away.


A couple of days later, I find myself back in her arms.

She doesn’t call me, I don’t ask to be called. It just happens. I turn to her, and she quietly embraces me as if we’d always been that way. With the same smile on her face that I’d seen when I left.

Funny how her smiles appear to mock at times and convey strength on other occasions.


Really, I’m a fool to even judge her intentions.

She’s ALWAYS right.


And the craziest bit is, even if she seems to be wrong, situations modify themselves to prove her right! She can make miracles happen... and you can do nothing to stop what she bids...

Some conspiracy, I tell you. I don’t know how she does it.


Even if I cajole or fight back, she doesn’t do anything that would prove difficult or critical for me, either immediately or in the long run. She’s got a keen eye for detail and she can see far ahead than the most reliable prophet. Even if it means she’ll have to put up with my hatred and sorrow and anger, she still does what is right for me, not just going by what I want.


“Thank you” and “sorry” are words that I sometimes utter, but I know she doesn’t need to hear them. My feelings matter to her, but not at the cost of my well-being. Her dedication and loyalty to me are extraordinary.

Call it faith, call it being stupid.


can’t say our relation is invisible; I can sense it, and so can others who care to look.


It’s beautiful, this thing we have.


I don’t know what I’d do without her.


Really.

And having known her so long, and so well, there’s no way we’re ever gonna part.

Come what may.

I love you


Yours forever..