Now what Do I say.
It was neither spring nor autumn when we met.
There was no magic, no instant chemistry, I bet
We talked and gradually a friendship grew
When did u become so special, I have no clue?
Life was complete and joy was around
Your entry was a disturbance I always frowned
Now I laugh at how things have changed
You have become my life, I have to confess
Love is not what I thought it was
It’s not about finding the perfect match
Cause perfection is a myth
And fall and rise is the fact beneath
It’s about loving the person you found
And enjoy life with him in and around.
So no matter if it is not love but arranged
It would last longer if nurtured with
Understanding, affection and mirth combined.
(PS : dedicated to a friend on her first anniversary. )
