To be

A memory

We were talking, like we usually do (I was about to write – like we always do, but then stopped, cause we have not been ‘always’, not yet. Hence, revised to its current form). 

 

So, where was I. Yes, we were talking, like we usually do, which is on Facetime Video. But for some reason, on this day, his video was of and mine was on. but not bothering with it, I was talking to him and he was talking to me and since I could not see him, I was looking everywhere else but the phone screen. And then suddenly, his video came online and I was, for a second, dumbstruck by his presence. In that nano-second, I was filled with the realization of absolute love for him. It felt like I had forgotten for those few minutes and seconds that I love him so much, that the him that I love is the him that I can suddenly see (notwithstanding the fact that my phone’s wallpaper is his face which I keep seeing). The sudden rush of surprise of seeing his perfect face.

 

Sigh, such a sucker I am for him.