A Chance Encounter?

You were just another boy who lived next door.

I was the kind of girl who remained unnoticed, the one who had mastered the art of blending in the crowd.

You were the popular boy, adored by all, the one whose attention all the girls craved.

I was the girl who had long been tossed to the sidelines, deemed unfit for the prestigious social hierarchy.

Our paths were never meant to cross. But fate sure had some other plans.

One chance encounter. My presence at the wrong place at a very wrong time had turned my perfectly planned life topsy turvy.

That night revealed another side of you; the side that you had so skillfully concealed with that perfect facade.

After that night nothing remained the same and I was left trying to piece together the broken, shattered pieces of my defunct life.

Amidst all this chaos, one thing that I was really glad of was that you could really be yourself with me: no pretenses, just us laying our souls bare to one another.

And just like that, slowly and unknowingly I found myself falling for you.

What was not meant to be a love story had unfurled itself to be just that.

Forever was not something we could decipher but all we could promise to each other was the present. Perfectly content with what we had was all the bliss we needed.