Then I realized there was someone else whom he loved more than me. Who had the capability to give him sleepless nights and pleasure that nobody else could give him. He was madly and crazily in love with her. And that made me fall for him.
India is his life, breath, happiness and soul. She was in his every word and every action. His love for someone else made me glued to his thoughts. But he was gone even before I realized it myself.
After 2 years I saw him again - my handsome neighbor, my solider, my first love of life. I though he'll not remember me. One day I was late back home from office,he was there at my place with his parents. He came near me, caught my hand, saw my eyes and said - 'Be mine forever', and now I'm his.
Its been 1 and half years since that day. But still, it feels like yesterday when it all started. Nothing much has changed, really... I still can't get enough of waiting for his call every day, the rush I get at the thought of preparing for the day when he comes home, the vanity of a teenager that pleases me when he gets jealous, the sheer joy of dreaming to see him in our daughter who (I hope) looks exactly like her father when we have 1...
Sometimes when the going gets tough, my light goes out but is blown right back into flame by him again and I realize that love knows not its own depth until the time of separation. I owe him my deepest thanks for rekindling my light, for giving me strength and courage to carry on during long separations and for loving me so; for telling me that he loves me, when I need to hear it the most; for taking care of me and making me smile in every possible ways he could; for all those private little talks and stolen times together; for his amazing letters and Sunday e-mails and for everything more that couldn't be expressed in words.
I'm waiting for the day he'll come back and marry me to show the world I belong to him. I'm waiting for those beautiful moments I'll get to spend with him all my life long. I'm waiting and waiting... And will wait for My Man to be back. Because 'The army may have my soldier but I have his heart with me forever'
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