Sometimes when I am in my shittiest mood and don’t want to talk to anyone and suddenly my phone rings and flashes your name, a smile automatically comes on my lips.

Sometimes when we talk, I forget to listen and start noticing all the small details like the way your lips curve when you smile or how your forehead folds when you are upset or how your eyes twinkle when you are excited. I have never told you, but I am partial towards the crinkle you get near your eyes when you smile. You look adorable.

Sometimes when you laugh, I tried to keep the sound of your laughter in my memory. The way you adjust your hair with your right hand and with the left hand you try to explain the reason for laughing. And the more stupid the reason for your laughing, the more cute I find you.

Sometimes when you hold my hand and lead me to the dance floor, all I hear is your heartbeat. How your hand fit perfectly in my hands and how gently, yet firmly your other hand holds the small of my back. Everything else just turns to a blur.

Sometimes when you sleep in the middle of our late night calls, I stay on call and listen to your peaceful snores and wonder how hopelessly I am falling in love with you and all these little things.

Sometimes I fear thinking of the future. What if we decided to part ways. But at those times you look straight into my eyes and I know whatever the future may hold you are mine now. And even if we ever move on to different paths, I would still smile if my screen ever flashes your name.