No, I am not in a relationship.
I am, perhaps, too free-spirited for one.
But I am in love.
We do not go on dates.
We meet, to remember.
To remember what he smells like.
And how soft his smile is.
I do not need his touch to ignite me.
The spark in his eyes will do.
How many ever times we repeat the routine.
There is no monotony.
Because that moment is ours.
We own it. Control it.
We belong there.
And it might not be magical, or extraordinary.
But it is ours!
And no one else can touch it.
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