It was an unexpected encounter but I was not fallen at the first sight. I was prudent, hence I did not make my move. I was gazing her, reading her gestures, and at times chuckling at her jokes.

The feeling she elicited in me was inexplicable yet they were wonderful. But I was a cautious man. I felt that I should keep her at a distance – safe from me. She was just too perfect.

My heart throbbed every time I catch a glimpse of her, sometimes I could get her scent and it was intoxicating. I was having bouts of anxiety. It was hard to believe that one person could have so much of an effect on me. I thought I was my own man – how wrong I was.

My courage began to plummet. It was when; it had reached a critical juncture. I decided to muster all the courage that I had before it hit rock bottom. What courage? The courage to call her.

It was the most profound act in my annals. The first call led to the second and the third and then it became countless. Little did I knew before, that she was interested in me as much as I was in her.

And so tenderness blossomed within us, it was destiny in making. We took the plunge into a promise that was uncertain. Now our wrinkles vouchsafe the many years we have been together. It was childless but infinitely cheerful.

We had each other, to parent each other; to care and play together. We needed only each other, and in the process we shared to the world, that love is the only thing that matters.

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