And for this time love, let's just count the stars in the sky and promise to find each other on the seventh star. Dear love, If theories are to be believed, the galaxies connect the dots to bring the one who is meant to sparkle the mundane lanes of our life.I believe in all those old age theories that someday, you'll find someone who'll sweep you off your feet and take you to a wonderful escape, leaving all the wildfires and thunderstorms behind.I believe, someday a fictional character from my favourite book will come into reality, and count every second until our forever intertwine in each other. I won't hesitate to tell you that there are times when I look at the empty benches in the park, and felt bad for all the anecdotes that left their hand and heart much before eternity.Damn, I want the love to fill my empty places for all the forevers that I counted for. Stay, even if its hard.Just stay. Few years back, a mischievous child hit me with an arrow, I don't know whether the cupid has struck both of us with the same arrow, or he just loves to play around with me.I know, I am still in the lane where everything else fades out when I look into his deep oceans - a collision of all the rainbows and butterflies.The one whose theories of the universe clashes with mine, the one who is not insecure with my fears of letting go.A disaster, yet worth all my efforts.
