after so many days,
the weather finally feels alive again.
alive in the way a face lights up when it sees someone it has been missing for months.
the air feels different today.
as if the sky woke up nd remembered an old love. the clouds keep gathering nd drifting apart like two people standing at a railway station after a long distance relationship, unsure whether to laugh first or cry first when they finally meet.
even the wind feels restless.
it keeps touching everything.
the trees. the windows. the corners of sleeves. as if it can't stop reaching out. as if jt spent too many days apart nd now wants wants to make sure everything it loves is still here.
i don't know if weather can yearn.. but if it can, this must be what yearning looks like.
nothing feels rushed right now, nd it just feels like a letter that took months to arrive.
offo I'm just so happyyyy...
everything seems a little lighter, nd it makes me stop in the middle of whatever I was doing nd stare outside for no reason at all!!!
and now I just want to stay five minutes longer on my terrace.
and then another five? and another...shh
it feels like the entire world had exhaled after holding its breath for far too long.
maybe that's why i love weather like this.
bcze it reminds me that longing is not always painful. sometimes longing is what makes the reunion beautiful.
the earth spends months waiting for rain. the rain spends months gathering itself somewhere beyond sight...nd when they finally meet, nobody calls it waiting anymore. they call it monsoon.
perhaps love is something like that too.
two things quietly missing each other for a very long time nd then finally finding their way back. maybe? yeah maybe...
today the sky looks loved.
the wind looks loved.
the trees look loved.
nd somehow, standing here beneath all of it, so do i.
so i'll stay a little longer.
just five more minutes.
to watch the clouds flirt with the horizon.
to listen to the leaves gossip with the wind.
to let this weather place its gentle hand over my heart nd remind me that some reunions take time.
nd that perhaps the most beautiful things in this world re not the things that arrive quickly but the things that spend a while longing for each other first.
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