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sruthi sridhar

Romance


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sruthi sridhar

Romance


Dear Diary- Tales

Dear Diary- Tales

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Dear diary,


A part of me wondered if what I was feeling was right. My heart had waged a war against my mind and it was winning. The guy I liked showed up at my doorstep the next day after I had subtly flirted about it the previous night. Although it seemed dreamy as it was, such acts were considered creepy in today's world. How was it okay in romance novels and turned out just fine , but again a certain selects of thrillers were based on similar concepts too. I decided to open the door and also my mind about this whole scenario and reluctantly yet swiftly walked towards the door. I opened the door to this curly haired, dark eyed, adorable creature with a smirk on his face. He looked nothing like a Disney prince , who is usually expected to be doing such acts, yet he had something so cheerful and charming about him that made my heart tell my mind again , " See , It wasn't a bad idea!".


I invited him in politely , subtly setting my hair in place and stealing a glance from the mirror that hung down the hall. "" I got us some coffee", he said, " I have something to go with it" I said, slowly picking up a cigarette with a quick wink that followed. We sat ourselves in the balcony, and I nonchalantly sipped on my coffee waiting for him to say something about this feat he just performed. "So, how's the coffee?" , he said, " Perfect, I could almost get used to this", I said looking over my cup. "I would gladly add this to my morning routine", I thought to myself. All this felt so natural and routine, like we had been doing it for years, waking up in the same side of the bed, getting the same cup of coffee and watching the same old streets like we were yesterday. Something about it felt warm and comfortable , which I prefered more than something new and exciting, but again, I guess we start resenting change as we grow older.


"So , you have any dates lined up for today?" he asked, trying to hide behind his wall of detachment that covered his curiosity. Well, he wasn't doing a good job at it anyway. " Not right away, but maybe ", I said. We shared a cigarette, and casually vibed over weird topics which I probably hadn't even said out loud to myself. We shared breaks between our thoughts with glances that definitely meant more than just conversations. There was this weird tension building up in the air, which couldn't find it's way out. I wasn't listening , but merely hearing what he was saying. I looked at my cup and nervously fidgeted trying to hide what I was going through, and thought to myself , " well both of us really suck at hiding things!"


At that perfect moment when everything around us, except us knew what had to happen. He looked at me , straight in my eyes and kissed my cheek. I was stumped for a reaction, as I awkwardly looked at my phone screen that said "2 Missed Calls" , from a certain someone saved as "My Love". That moment everything hit me at once, " What have I done?"



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