Pole Star

You think you are my girlfriend? Nope

Or someone I want to marry and grow old with? Nope

Don’t get me wrong. You are the best girlfriend any guy could ever want. You are someone with whom a guy would want to plan not one but many lives. But you are something else to me before you are any of that.

You are my pole star, my default setting, my confidante, and my substitute for F.R.I.E.N.D.S. You are that one person who gives me direction and I can trust it without being afraid – you push me to write, to draw, to swim, to study, and to do everything I ever wanted and am good at. You are the one whom I call whenever I am even slightly upset or I am not able to contain my excitement – if you have the slightest inkling that something isn’t right with me; you say and do the stupidest things just to make me smile. You are the only person whom I shared very personal stuff with for several hours in the first meeting without caring much about being judged; I still share everything that happens with me or people around me to an extent that you believe me to be a gossipmonger. For a long time, I had to search my phonebook in vain to find someone whom I could talk to on nights when I felt low. I ended up crying in my pillow or watching F.R.I.E.N.D.S till I could tire myself to sleep. Now, I call you up.

You see why you aren’t just my girlfriend and why I don’t just love you. I NEED you Sanchi. Without you, I’ll again be that broken shell of a person who would be working without a goal and crying himself to sleep on most nights.

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