I Met Love

By Ambika Sah

I thought l knew love.

I thought, I knew love, when I cried after you left in 2nd grade or

when we fought in 5th grade or when I met my best friend in th

grade. I thougnt l knew love, when a stranger asked me out, in lth

grade or I thought I knew love when two bestfriends started drifting

away or when someone entered as a new admission in all minion

replica. I thought l knew love when suddenly in a math class, of |2th

grade I accidentally met my first ever friend of lst grade, after I0

years. I thougnt I knew love when we cried on a phone call or I

thought l knew love whenever I liked a character from a movie or a

book.

I thought I knew it all.

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I thought I knew love when we danced in rain or when

we had secret names for people we didn't like.,

The Escaper

But then I met love.

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Randomly on a social media platforn, singing something

which I don't remember now. Love was new. But yet so

familiar. Gentle but dlidnt hide the roughness. With so

many years in bagpack, love was unrecognizable. Love

now talked differently and sweared too. Love was distant

and had tough walls, surrounding.

Love and I were similar yet so different.

Love, loved phone calls and I was a texter. LOve was into

isolating and l was a sticky gummy bear. Love could sing

and l was only "ust someone in the audience".

Love and l shared some childhood but life changed

drastically afterwards.

Love could tell my lies, but love was a good liar. Love was

easy to talk to but sometimes we didn't talk at all. Love

felt so close but disappeared a lot. Love made love, look

so easy. Love laughed a little less but was a good listener.

The Escaper

Love had flaws. Love sometimes didnt care at all.

Love and l made plans.

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Love was dorky and sometimes smarty pants. Love taught me

lessons. I started falling for love but bam, love, had a love. Love was

in love with someone else. My world spinned fast but this time love

didn't hold me. May be love was scared too. I was fighting with hope

and letting go, but love had no idea. Loving was supposed to be

easy and complete. Loving was supposed to be giddy and conceit.

But it made me realise that may be l was a bit too difficult to be

loved back.

Because love, didn't loved me back. Love didn't love me, the way l

did. My world spinned a little bit faster. It was a bad decision, it

seemed like summer disguised asa fall season.

l confessed, I love you.

And love said, it will pass,just hold on, will you ?!

By Ambika Sah