Rishi called me today after a while.
It's been long. I felt my heart skip a beat when I heard his voice. I don't know if that's okay considering how things have changed. I'm with Veer now.
Rishi was my 'maybe'. You know, sometimes we meet someone who makes us feel like we have known them all our life, even though we might have not known each other for long, Rishi was that person. It felt like I knew him for years like a part of me recognized him and something fell into place when we met.
What we had was undefinable. We never used to speak every day. But whenever we did, it felt like I could bare my heart open and he still would understand. There was something between us, something that made us both happy in a way we never was.
When I met Veer, it was like I found a home for my heart. Veer made me happy in a way I never had been. He made me smile just by being himself. It was like I knew it was meant to be. We made sense in a chaotic world where everything was falling apart. He was my safe haven, the home and forever that filled all those empty spaces in me.
But I felt a little guilty whenever I thought about Rishi. We never gave a name to what we had, it was a beautiful feeling shared by two people, where we never felt the need to define it. But sometimes while lying sleepless at night I used to wonder how it was not love if someone made it feel like you could live your entire life just by knowing that you made them happy.
Maybe it was love. The kind of love that did not need to be defined, love that did not need the label of a 'relationship', love that's pure and honest. Love that transcends the norm and is undefinable. Isn't it possible that maybe we can love someone completely and irrevocably and yet a small part of us can love another person too?
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