Premonition

When I used to hear

the word love,

I didn't particularly think

of any face,

any name,

any person...

nothing would cross my mind.

Dark, black screen. 

But I had this certain feeling, 

this instinct, 

that it would seep into me.

Someday.

One day.

In time, I met you.

The word love,

well, it didn't cross my mind.

Not immediately. 

But you seeped in.

Slowly.

Gradually.

Definitely. 

It's like I knew it all along. 

Just couldn't register it well in time

But I know better today.

Today, I register your face,

at any slightest rustle.

I know this is love.

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Welfare unto all 

Rab rakha