Je t’aime

Met an Italian guy who’s been in love with this girl for the past 25 years, but never said anything. Today, she’s married to a man who’s become the Italian’s friend. She still does not know.

I met the lady and her husband too. She told me that she loved the Italian 25 years ago..and still does. She’s wondering if he ever felt the same way about her. They don’t talk about it. They’ve all just been neighbors all their lives. 

I asked her why she’s still with her husband if she loved the neighbor all along ? She smiled. These were her exact words. ” 25 years ago, I made a choice. I never knew if ***** loved me the way I loved him. I never said anything. Then I met my husband, who was well behaved and well off. Everyday since, I make a choice…every morning, I tell myself that I have to live with my choice. It’s not enough; but it will do. ”

Being me, I couldn’t help but ask, ” Do you regret what you did ? Do you regret what you’re doing ? to both of them ? ” She was surprised that I asked. She thought for a while and then replied, ” Yes. Every minute of every day. Don’t get me wrong, **** is a good husband; but….if I can go back in time and change things, I would change so much that it would be a different world altogether.”

I spoke to the Italian again. “You should tell her. She should know “I said, my eyes all wet and teary. He thought about it for a moment, then said ” If I say anything now, she’ll KNOW that she made a mistake. At the moment; she just THINKS she did. The pain of knowing will be too great to bear.The pain of thinking, well…it just pops in and out when you’re thinking real hard. Nothing a drink can’t cure. ”

I stood there, not knowing how, what ,when, why or where from I ended up in this story. Running into strangers and giving them a piece of our lives is easier said than done. But it happens…in little ways…in the most unexpected of places. Sharing lives and stories with the people we meet, is a bitter -sweet thing.

It’s been 2 years now. I have no clue where any of them are. But they are frequently in my thoughts.

©krisheaven

picture courtesy: sunaina patnaik

 

A Prayer & Blessing

As the sun climbs tomorrow

We’d have done another year

reached a new milestone

three years of love and cheer

 

As I step out of the picture

And look at us today

I can see past all the stricture

that we’ve come a long way

 

Love has kept us going

through the thick and thin of times

Love has also been growing

As our lives reach its primes

 

To mark this occasion

let’s gift ourselves a treat

where we cuddle with our puppies

and laugh at silly tweets

 

Let me take a minute to tell you

The blessing that you are

To my life and our future

That nothing can ever par.

©krisheaven

Dedication: To a down to earth and simple couple, my dearest Mr&Mrs.Sharma. Happy Anniversary. Love you lots. :*
This is written from your perspective Archie, so hope I managed to capture the emotion at least by a drop. May you both always stay enveloped in your little cocoon of love. Touchwood.

When time stood still

He stood on the sidewalk in his spotless white t-shirt and faded blue jeans. Head bend over his iPhone, he was texting me.
“Turn around”, I text him…he did, and his searching eyes found me. As I flitted towards him, negotiating my way through the small crowd , a bright radiant smile spread wide across his face. His eyes sparkled and he shrugged at me. I couldn’t contain my joy. I smiled and shrugged back.A hundred butterflies fluttered inside of me.
In that moment, I found myself. I knew this was exactly where I needed to be, precisely where I belonged.

He watched my every step. I felt safe,warm and at home, as he still held me in his gentle gaze.

I closed the distance between us. He looked down at me; his eyes all warm and friendly. This meant a lot to him ; his eyes said it well. I was glad too..that moment..those eyes…priceless! That was the beginning of a very long walk and a very deep friendship. A walk I cherish and celebrate every single day. A memory etched into the brain, every detail forever preserved; thanks to the intensity of the moment. What wouldn’t I give to be there again !? Nothing. 😉

Some relationships cannot be defined. They don’t need it. It subtly exists in the eyes and pulses deep within the heart. Defying boundaries, they travel.

© krisheaven

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