Stars

I have looked at the night sky a million times before,
Always gazing at or searching for; the moon,
Always ignoring you or abandoning you,
Never even gave you a thought,

Who knew?
We would meet at such a place and such a time.
In the open ground of one of the most beautiful college,
I saw you!
I saw you and i gazed at you.

For the first time in such a long time,
Noted your existence,
And in what a grandeur,
Amidst a jazz concert,
In the nostalgic feel of the british architecture,
I saw you.
I saw you and we spoke,
For the first time i guess i spoke to you, stared at you, maybe even counted a few of you.

To be honest,
I counted 9 of you,
The brightest that shone tonight.
Thank you,
Thank you for accompanying me on this beatiful night,
In this beautiful place,
In the beautiful music playing behind our conversation.
Thank you for you company.
Thank you for being you.

If only...

She turned back and started walking away from him, with tear filled eyes. She knew her heart can’t be wrong and he loves her deeply and yet he chose to go away from her. He told her he is doing it for her own good and she kept on saying let me decide what is good for me. A deep melancholy filled her, she wished to cry out loud and yet she couldn’t, because she knew it was of no use, no matter how much she tells him that her happiness is with him and not away from him, he won’t listen. He won’t change his decision. All she could do at that moment was to shed a silent tear and keep walking. All those moments flashed in front of her eyes. All the memories of the time they spent together flood in her mind. She remembered their odd first conversation. The university was the least of all places she had thought she would meet someone and yet after she met him she couldn’t stop falling for him. H thought he was invisible to her in that classroom and she always wanted to tell him that he wasn’t. She did something out of her nature that day, for the first time she gave away her number to a guy on the first meet itself. Sure she was scared and hoped he wasn’t a psycho stalker. She even tried to shoo him away, but found herself going back to him time and again. He made her blush; he taught her once again the magic of meeting someone, the magic of stealing a glance of the person you like. He made her feel the butterflies in her stomach once again. He did nothing special and still made her feel special every day. Gradually her initial fears disappeared or rather got replaced by new ones. Fear of losing him. He had a tendency to go out of touch for days together and now she wanted to tell him one last time that she hated that thing. She lost him time and again because it was never her call to keep him bound to herself. And here they were once again at the same standpoint. How she wishes she could just keep him with her and still here he was once again choosing to leave. He made his decisions, he said his life was too messed up already and dint want to mess up hers by getting her in his life and here she was thinking, everyone’s life is messed up, if only she could convince the math professor in him that “they both” the two negatives could make a positive i.e “their future”. But no matter how much she tried he wouldn’t agree. She will never be able to make him see this simple logic. Here she was walking away, knowing in her heart that they could have created a positive life out of their negatives.