Story of Love

Who could’ve known, impossible, real love was outta reach

That hot day, you, me, them went to St. Kilda beach

Took snaps, you-me walked along the sea

You held my hand, whoa, lucky me

April the 1^st, we’d met that day

Shared ice-cream, you thought I was gay

Day after I took ya to this rocking club

Kicked your shoes off, danced, you were superb

3am, we took the nightrider back to campus

You sat on my lap, many eyes turned so jealous

April the 4^th, I sat on your windowsill, you came close

Kissed me, you say I did it

I know, I swear it was you, Rose

Party at Farrer, Hookers & Deviants night, mid-way we ditched it

Sat on stairs, staring into our eyes, someone said ‘get a room’, we did

Bed creaked, Jack next door, knocked the wall, said ‘Hey, trying to sleep’

We hit the floor, made love, laughing like crazy, beautiful dream

3 weeks down, in casino that night, had our big fight

Later, you wrote me a letter, written on Cadbury wrapper

In it you said ‘I love you’ you had never said that before

I stuttered, stumbled, so happy, almost fell to the floor

Another bright sunny day, all of a sudden

Out came clouds, kidnapped the sun

Rain & rainbow filled the sky

I grabbed your arm & took off to fly

Laughing, jumping, singing, yelling, reached the swan-filled lake

 Soma took our picture that turned out great

Climbed the wooden-bench, lips kissed, eyes saw our love take shape

When I was away you learnt some hindi

‘Mujhe tumse mohabbat ho gayi’, you messaged me

Exchanging gifts, celebrating monthly anniversaries

Getting tipsy, wee hours, mucking around the Chapel Street

Made me indian delicacies, adding your magic touch

On my b’day, you drew that inimitable sketch

Got caught in the….., ‘the shower duo’ they crowned us

All those nights we lay beside, sharing anecdotes

For the longest week flew to Goldcoast

Got my name tattooed under your navel ring

Those were the days, you my queen, me your king

June 29^th, held The ring, I asked if you’ll marry me

With a lump you said ‘And I thought you’ll never ask me’

When it was almost time, you stood with this album of love

In it you’d stitched all our memories, you said ‘it’s for you, gaurav’

It was time to part, to say goodbye

 This was it. It was 4^th of July

At the airport, bags stocked, tickets clutched, time moved slow

We kissed the longest one, in tears, with fears, shivering I let you go

That was nine years ago, I’ve not seen you since

In all these years, you were always missed

We didn’t make it, but it doesn’t matter

What we made in those 94 days, matters

And even if I never see you again, I’ll have no regret

You made me come alive, our rare love, my heart will never forget