Saudade

  As I flipped the last remaining pages of this agonizing yet magnificent novel; the black hue of the entrancingly written text, glimmered in my eyes as I drowned in nostalgia. Then I closed the book and kept it back in the shelf called memories. Where it'll always be sheltered, somewhere between those moments that we shared, tumbling through space and time, lost in each other; and in the library that lost its charisma.  It was difficult. as I came to the last few chapters, the more I wanted to get to the end, the longer it took.

   Remember that first life lesson? That you mistook for true love? Those million butterflies that flew in your heart, only to feed on the wrong flowers? When you spent all your 'I love yous' feeling like screaming underwater, she never heard it but it took everything you have? Well, that is what my "first love" sounds like. She was this weird shade of mystery and cuteness, the one which constituted the rainbow of everything. So shy, and yet, so effulgent. Her smile was something I became addicted to. It had the ability to send me to a whole different realm. The realm that consisted of a love story. A love story brewing between two completely opposite souls. Wearing this smile, she looked like all the constellations in the universe; blazing, hearty and infinitely bright. She passed through me, like a storm, took away my breath and gave me goosebumps. I don't know if she knew that, but it was my entire world fulminating. Everything I had been and everything I w...