.... Do you remember how madly we fell for each other making it so impossible to even imagine a situation of getting separated? Can you recall the moments when we used to tell each other we are just perfect the way we are and above all we are just perfect being with each other, being "us". There were times when nothing but everything was falling apart and you helped me out making everything fall into the right place. Do you remember that? You made me realise how perfect things aren't just perfect but the little imperfections arranged perfectly? There was a time when you felt only I can be the solution to all your problems, When "I" was the the little sunshine to your evening sky, the meteorite to your starry night, the oxymoron to your deepest sigh, And when I was the apple of your eye? The times when "we were" The perfect words to rhyme, As if our names were rimed
