you.

It’s been nine years but the memory of us meeting for the first time will forever be etched onto me like a scar I would proudly show off.The place was loud and the crowd was rowdy but good natured.You were illuminated by the stage lights and my eyes fell upon you.Everyone was singing along with you,but my heart was playing songs meant only for you.

The corridors of hall 8 soon became a familiar sight every weekend.I would wait for the crowd to slowly disperse and make my way to you.Hanging around making small talk with strangers was something I got accustomed to.I love watching the way you speak to people.How your eyes would burst with sparks of excitement and joy whenever ideas for next week’s session was being thrown around.Or how you would get bashful and your eyes fell to the ground whenever someone complimented you on your singing.But my favourite part will always be our conversations that keeps me thirsting for more and makes me giddy and giggly when I lie in bed at night.The last conversation we had was two days before Christmas,at a carolling gig that you were involved in.It was crowded and my heart was beating like an intense drum solo as my eyes scanned the room looking for you.And there you were,your lips were moving but the words inaudible to me.The intensity of your eyes was something that I could spend the rest of my life drowning within.My feet finally brought me to where you were and out of my mouth escaped a tiny “Hello”.That smile on your face when our eyes made contact will stay indelible in my mind.I can barely remember our conversation now,with only fragments of it come flooding back to me whenever I allowed. But your smell,the way your eyes sparkled and the sound of your voice will never stop haunting me.Having you in my life felt like every single shooting star had exploded across the night skies,bringing the long awaited illumination that it has been longing for.I feel like I finally belonged and you were the only house that could contain my wandering soul.

Nine whole years.I thought I was finally ready to speak about you.But I wasn’t.For I will still crumble at your slightest touch and the mention of your name still sends wildfire sparks within me and they will never extinguish,just like how my aching heart will forever be entwined with yours.