You're My First Second Choice

It's been 

6years, 2months, and 216hours,

Since I fell in love for the first time.

But it wasn't meant to be,

Was it?

That heartache, and

Those void black eyes were fated.

But now I fell in love again.

It's been 47 hours, and legions of erratic breaths.

And I know,

That I'll never love anybody 

Like I'm gonna love you.

I'm ready to bring you to the beach,

And with the sunset as a witness, 

I'm going to say-I do.

Because loving you 

Tastes like pancakes 

On a frosty morning, 

Bundled in a boho blanket,

Overlooking the sunset from my window panels,

Because you are my hope for a new day.

Because loving you feels like writing 

Words on my body

Above all the scars,

And reading them in Braille,

With my withered eyes shut

Because I only crave your eyes on me.

Because loving you is like picking the same

John Greek book 

Over and over again.

Despite the stack of others,

Lying next to it, untouched,

Because how would I touch you

Without unravelling you to the hilt?

Because loving you

Is choosing a white anarkali 

Over embellished blouses,

Just to pair them with a set 

Of silver jewels and layers of metals around my neck,

Because our love would be a classic tale

Of ache and chimes.

Because loving you is like

Trying to wrap a shredded piece

Of Ma'as 

Pashmina around me,

To eternize the finesse

And aesthetic,

Because you are my melancholy.

With Whiskey 

Of your morning breath,

And your cologne 

Caressing me,

My mind ran through the times

When leaving the canvas blank,

Posed as a better way 

Of shunning pain,

But perhaps,

Pulling, pushing and shoving

Was a great choice 

To paint my happy ending with you.