The chosen one.....

(a true love story)

He was the one who proposed

I was the one who disposed

When I looked into his longing eyes

I parted my lips for a No

But what emerged from it was otherwise

All I thought was fun

For me... He was the chosen one

He was so full of me

Sending me cards, flowers, gifts and text messages

I never knew what relationships are?

For I never had one

So I replied his love with none

Alien to the fact that

For me... He is the chosen one

He kept on showering his love

I had nothing for him, neither did I try

One day when he asked for his anticipated Touch

I walked to him, thinking enough of pretending

I confessed I was scared, I wasn't prepared

Love was the feeling I never had

I looked at his face sad

Glad that he wasn't mad

My one sided story was coming to an end

The fact remained hidden

For me... He was the chosen one

Surprising his love was for me

Calmly he said

He would wait

He never was in a hurry

Life is too big to stop before we begin

He convinced me noneth to worry

Like a princess to me he still treated

For he truly believed

For me... he was the chosen one

We talked, we shared

Moments of togetherness

Learnt how similar were we

And how strangely different

He liked pizzas and pastas

I preferred homemade breads

Agate was both our holiday destination Vegas

Lost in happiness friends were we

And my fears were now gone

But To reality I still was ignorant

For me.. He was the chosen one

One day he uttered coherent

Lets get married

So that we stayed committed

His excuse; full of errands he needed company

When I was full of denies

Cognisance had overtaken my family's economies

A shiny band in my ring finger now shone

Formally...He became the chosen one

It was an obligation to say Yes

So sweet he gave such sweet promises

That even as husband and wife

He gifted me a separate life

I therefore was me

And he still loved me

Without any expectations

Our wedding was a mere celebration

Stupid me was oblivion

For me...he was the chosen one

Strangely and surely we went

On an elaborated honeymoon

Which was no honey and only moon

But my face fully bloomed

For I was blessed with a friend

Who I knew was always there

Till life paused at a dead end

He never complained, never did he groan

Lucky I was

For me... He was the chosen one

Some might call it was bizzaire

Some might call it was funny

But I assumed it to be perfect

For there was nothing to expect

We were good as we existed

Sometimes happy, sometimes merry

Even fought on matters we disagree

My life was awesome

For me... He was the chosen one

I know for him I made it Hard

Lying on the bed besides him

I ignored his $exual pain

When overnight on his shoulders I sustained

He always had feelings for me

His body craved for mine

But never did he whine

He patiently waited for me to learn

For me... He was the chosen one

I was strongly falling

Him being a such a great human being

I suddenly found my self gawking

At his lonely picture

His facial features chiseled

His body perfectly muscled

Still I refrained

Locking myself being insane

Failing to accept the fact

This marriage no longer was pact

The truth was yet to be drawn

For me... He was the chosen one

I was being ruthlessly selfish

Enjoying all his love and attention

His undue comprehension

Still sulking for fake freedom

For he was always ready to give

Expecting nothing in return

My lack of knowledge, never showed his frown

For me... He was the chosen one

It was my bad, misusing what I had

So destiny swayed the magic wand

Putting me to the bed

When I saw how much he cared

Watching me, feeding me and medicated

Staying awake for me overnight

His eyes shone with tears

Losing me was his deadly fear

Been blessed with his true love

I was the lucky one

For me... He was the chosen one

I gathered all my willpower

Pushed myself against the infection

Walking to him, I opened my heart

Told the truth as it was my confession

This illness was not strong enough to tear us apart

He kissed me which was so very tender

Scared of hurting me, he tried it gentler

He held me like a delicate fern

Today I know

For me.... He is the chosen one

Days and weeks past by

I stand lost in the thoughts of my own

He pulled me into his arms

Where I melted like a mercury ball

Out in the porch, when it started raining

I saw his eyes gleaming, his lips inviting

I pressed mine to his

Crazy feeling was this

I stepped back giving him rejection

Butterflies, sparklers to me were new

I found it difficult to reckon

For me... He is the chosen one

I pecked him like usual on his cheeks

Which he returned back with a deepening kiss

I tightened my grip into his soft curls

Staring deeply into his brown pearls

I no longer feared, shy I was no more

I loved him to the core

I enjoyed our bodies lifted to paradise

Lost in his lusty moans

He said I Love You

I repeated it once, twice and thrice

Today my conscience has to know

For me... He is the chosen one

And we lived happily ever after

In love we are glued

Like normal couples

We make love, kiss, care and argue

I love reading books

His interests are playstation

Watching movies we enjoy in unison

Our love has changed

And He iis no longer gentl

His kisses are more hot and passionate

Burning me into jolts of desires

Today I have learnt

And he has always believed

For each other... We were chosen one:)

-Shachi1298

Each and every syllable of the poem is true!!!!!

Dedicated to a very special person @gautamseth

A very very very....

" HAPPY BIRTHDAY "

(Hugs n kisses)