It all started with a call from a wrong number. We spoke for hours. We met each other and spent some good time. I proposed her and she accepted. She became my breath. Her voice smells like the walls newly painted. Her smile was my happiness. We decided to marry. All of a sudden she left to her home town and from there on, whenever I call to her number, I get only one response : Wrong Number.
The two of us had our last coffee together just before the lockdown began. Since then, every single day, whenever I drink coffee, It seems like we both are drinking coffee together and I forget everyone else around me. I miss your essence along with the coffee.
You were my first crush in school. Your smile melted my heart, Your looks used to kill me, You were in my dreams, I kept you in my heart, But this was happening with me whenever I saw a new girl.