Meeting her in June

It was the month of June,
Some guests were to come,
And I wasnt too interested,
In who was to come.

They came in the evening,
We had a good time,
She was unexpectedly nice,
Think we struck a subconscious chord.

She went back to her life,
And I should have gone back to mine,
But something in my mind said,
We are gonna stay in touch.

It started with something trivial,
Text messaging service ahoy!!
Slowly the messages became longer,
And we became more involved.

Then came the Internet,
I didn’t have a computer then,
I shuttled back and forth from a cafe,
Just to check my daily mail.

Come rain or shine,
Our mails would go on,
We spoke about our lives,
And whatever was on our mind.

Our daily mails became more frequent,
And soon it ceased to be just that,
It was the forging of a relationship,
Even though we were far apart.

We had doubts in the beginning,
As to whether it shall work out,
Whether our relationship,
Would stand the test of time.

Three months hence,
We decided to take the plunge,
Come what may we thought,
It’s more than worth the effort.

She had her share of tantrums,
I had my share of moodiness,
Yet none of this came in the way,
Of the care we nurtured for each other.

The distance between us was a thorn,
But we decided to take it in our stride,
Soon it ceased to matter,
That we were a thousand miles apart.

As I look back on that fateful June evening,
It’s been four happy years since then,
We still remember every vivid detail,
And everything is still as fresh.

When I first met her,
I was about to join college.
Now am about to leave that,
And join another college.

She’s been a constant part of my journey,
And I a part of hers,
So with these thoughts in mind,
I look forward to meeting her in June.

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