In the search of

This isn't goodbye. But my heart's still heavy . I know that we might meet​ again . But that can hardly make good the pain . The world is closer than ever before . But nothing compares to personal touch no more . The laughs we shared,  the secrets we confessed. Might one day get blurred with time . But they'll always be experiences of mine . From the first ice cream to the juicy watermelon. You are someone I can always depend on. From broken hearts to new friendships And the km long book trips. You were extraordinary through it all. Taught me so much in such a little time . I'm glad that I can call you mine .

Magical mornings filled with the birds singing their song Sometimes I join them in the melody and sing along. Magical nights with the starry skies and the magnificent moon Thankful for this existence cause this sight really is a boon. Magical bonds formed for the love of art Collaborations and exchanges are just a start Singing songs in a foreign language  Carrying no past baggage Goosebumps, tears of joy Stories, no more coy. Magical connections of universe, destiny Small things matter the most, nothing silly. Hug from mama, a pat from papa Dance with sisters, laugh with friends,  Stealing glances and smiling at babies Life is one heck of a magical ride, so relax. And hang on till the climax.

Will we ever be together? Is there really a perfect match? Will we ever cross paths? Is there a catch? Maybe you are in another State, or in another time period. Maybe it's futile to look for you, but I just can't stop thinking about you Maybe you are not a human, Or just a figment of my imagination.