Young and navie . . .
She said “when the clock struck 12 noon, let’s make a wish and it’ll come true”
We sat down, side by side on our seat, eyes gluing to the’ second hand’ of the wall clock.
I close my eye, fingers interlocked, elbows resting on the table: “I wish I can marry her”
We didn’t share our wishes, and i can’t remember what happened after.
Back then i don’t even know what is love, what is to be in a relationship, less about marriage, even till now I can feel it, know it but not experiencing it . . . maybe its something that can never be explain or understand.
Just don’t lose your sanity, dignity, identify to love; i read it somewhere. . .
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