The Phone Call.

On a winter night, we're on the phone ..

&& i drift away into a swirl of dreams & memories.

knowing that your presence is so close .

I rest in knowing I can feel you,

even through the phone .

Something tells me that everything happening

is all meant to happen;

we have no control over it, && it'll happen often.

Coz a feeling has enveloped us; && we're sealed in it forever .

Coz deep inside I know, this won't ever be over .

Coz it's all meant to be && the world wants you to see,

how much you really mean to me .

&& I know I mean so much to you too ,

In your eyes I can see that it's all so true .

While you tell me your stories , 

I try to figure out if you're really happy talking to me 

&& with the chirp in your voice & with the rhythm of your breath,

I know you really are .

And that moment is not so far - 

when we'll melt in each other's arms .

Coz I know I love you more than you'll ever know .

&& I know you love me too, you don't just show .

I smile a smile && you ask me why am I smiling ,

I change the topic saying ' nothing. ' But that actually means everything .

I just want you to understand what's going on inside me 

&& just then you say you know . 

I say ' what ? ' && you say ' nothing ' .

&& I smile again. & This time you smile back.

And deep inside we both know but don't know why we don't show.

I guess this is how it goes .

Both madly in love, both know. 

Wearing a mask called 'best friends', we are so much in love & will always be.

One thing that will last forever is *US* 

&& we continue with our silly long talks & stupid lil fights;

talk & talk with switched off lights.

Known to the feelings & still unknown.