Cupid in a Riot

The other night, we went on our first date she was so innocent and simple, hazy brown eyes with freckles that created a spark in me, but more importantly, I saw her charm as it could move in thin air and I was attracted to it.

You would think I am blind to me to say I would marry her on the first date!.

Believe me, I did. And I spoke out loud as everyone would hear us. I was lost in childish delight. But the truth is I fell in love with her when she decided to hit me with the wine bottle after listening to my confession!. It was like a Qupid in a riot.

I was lost in her hazy brown eyes. Something was spinning in my mind and I couldn't decide what was wrong with it.

In my mind, I was thinking, this feeling "Not everything in life is meant to be a beautiful story to make or create, which can be outspoken or even shared with someone else. For me, it took a long time to realize the true meaning of love and passion behind it. It was truly understanding your emotional vocabulary and yourself!. Normally we don't get to understand how we feel and how we express our love, it is all limited and hidden. Not every person will feel something deep and moving that is meant to feel home within, which is meant to be forever''.

Sometimes it just comes inside to teach how not to love and how not to settle. But importantly how not to shrink again and again until it reaches a certain place where its difficult to climb back. Ultimately what matters is, the lessons that stay even after people leave and I think that is what matters and that is something called true love and passion behind it!.

From the first date, I changed!. I kept to myself that no more women, well actually thousands of women. I would wake up to a different one each day. For a time I thought it was a bliss that happened to me. But I was wrong, I was losing a piece of me every time I woke when the windows in my balcony started giving out little hazy glares. The first thing I would do is inhale and exhale and think all of this is a part of my life.

But seeing her, she is that kind of girl that has few best friends, laughs at her own joke, most importantly believe in acceptance. I thought this is the time for me to clear the path. Not making myself vulnerable. slowly I took time, there's no place I will rather be. Progressed, but not always like waiting for someone to back me up. Nothing like that, as I've forgotten any other things which I want to do. Until brain and body tell enough is enough and time to give up.

The next morning I woke up and thought to start over again.

That time, that first date, I thought she is cupid in a riot, they'll all her!!.