He/ She – it continues

We sat there on the park bench-shivering in the cold. The heavy silence occasionally punctuated by chirping of the birds. The distance between us can be measured by depth of our history. Despite lack of communication, there was no awkwardness. We felt safe in each other’s company – A familiar feeling. Both of us wondering what we are doing here. Where do we start? How do we start? Should we talk about the progress we made in our respective lives or should we talk about how we thought of each other in the long absence? So many questions, but too little time.

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On the way to the park, we took measured steps, ensuring not to touch each other. What a shame? Both of us trying to guess others thoughts. A brave attempt to start a conversation quickly defeated by direction the conversation would lead to. Occasions glances at each other. Shaking our head in disbelief. Was this us? Really us? We were behaving like two strangers on a blind date. We knew we could reach out and touch the other and we wouldn’t protest or feel awkward. So much to say, but too little time.

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As I left you sitting on that park bench with tears in your eyes, I knew our fates are entwined. There is no use untangling them. No matter how much we try or how many reasons we find, our paths will cross again and our tryst will continue. No matter whom we belong to, we belong to each other!