Once Upon A Time Beloved

Dear once upon a time beloved,

I really wish the next time we are in the same city, we talk.

That we talk about each other's well being

Before we take out our smart phones

And pretend to be very occupied with work.

That we talk about how we feel,

Maybe just for a few minutes.

I want you to know that I am sorry about yelling at you

For sending me lesser voice notes before you went to sleep.

It's just I always loved your voice,

But never when you actually needed me to hear you.

Sorry for being mad at you for not liking

And commenting on my picture within three seconds of me uploading it, even though you were the one who clicked it.

I can’t recollect when did sending each other

Good morning and good night text became a proof of our emotional availability.

It's awful how we invested more time in

Maintaining consistent snapstreaks than maintaining consistent understanding with each other.

It’s funny how we were able to keep screenshots

But not our promises.

May be that would have helped.

It’s weird how we never realized that after a point,

The only feature live between the two of us were on facebook and instagram.

I never had any cool stories to tell you,

Though I always have had cooler stories to upload.

Maybe of we had lesser phone calls to make

Or fewer notifications to manage,

We would have actually been with each other

While sitting right next each other.

So I hope someday,we actually see each other,

And not say – “Oh it’s been so long”,

Cause I know we know, it hasn't been.