The Friend Who Didn’t Believe In Being Girlfriend

It happens. It happens with everyone. You seek someone but unfortunately, it’s not the same another way. I remember a story when my friend described me as in his own words:

I saw her on one of the social media. No sooner did I get to know more about her than I started liking her more and more. I started making poems. The writer within me soon woke up with a pleasant feeling inside and outside my conscience. It started with

I have never seen you though I am sure you will be beautiful

This poem is not to impress you but to tell you that I follow you

It’s not rhymed and I am not great at it

I still don’t know why I have switched to Pen and Paper

Alluring You are to me. Your unseen real image inside me is 

Breathtaking, Charming, Divine, Evocative, Fragrant, Guaranteeing, Howling, Impeccable

Kind-hearted, Lovely, Magnetic, Nifty, Outstanding, Peppy, Quirky, Romantic and Stunning

I am dying to meet you.

She responded with a slow but affirmative response. When she met me, I spoke this to her:

Welcome to my world, won’t you come in?

In the fictional fairy land where

Miracles happen.

It’s not me who says this but those who stayed with me

Your single knock will open the door

A door of joy and fun, prosperity and fosters

I am the master of this fortress who cares about everyone

Today, I give you the keys of this palace. You be the Mistress of my Fortress.

Hearing this, she was flattered, she said:

I am lucky, aren’t I?

You have been looking for me all this time along

Do you know that I was waiting for you to come to me?

Why are you so excited about me? Is there anything special in me?

You know I live 500 km away from you and we can not meet every day

I can’t tell you to be ‘Just Friends’ with me as you are different

I wasn’t sure before but I am now

I want to talk to you like a boyfriend, be with you like a best friend

No fights. No cheats. No Envy

No possession. No obsession

I love you as who you are and like you as who you will be

I still remember that first meeting as we didn’t ever see each other ever after but on calls and chats. I am just thankful for my tender age and this fall. I am not a hero but I definitely have a better love story.

He is my anonymous friend and I am proud of him……

“I am sharing a Half relationship story at BlogAdda in association with #HalfGirlfriend”