Exactly this time, last year, I gathered all the courage I had to ask @scorpentine out. I have never prepared for anything this much. And yet I changed the place I wanted to do so last minute. The picture in my DP, it was the day he wanted to do it but didn't. Because, chicken!

Anyway, a few months later I realized we are on the same page but he will never do it. And I understand, best friends, great colleagues, and a bond that doesn't need a filter-who would want to ruin that? I was absolutely in love with this idiot for almost a whole fucking year.

He had no idea (or had some), and I was definitely not ready to have another fucked up relationship. See, it's not easy to be a straight woman who has problems with almost everything that classifies a man in concept. In that 1 year, I practically told him everything. EVERYTHING.

And I dropped some freaking huge hints that were welcomed with a smirk. Because he is also a mean bitch. I decided to take matter in my own hands. I quit my job, decided to move out, and 3 days before I was leaving my hometown, I asked this idiot out.

I got his light saber (because Star Wars nerd beyond repair), took him to our favorite sandwich place (also the place where he gave me the biggest hint that I completely missed and realized quite late). You will never understand how hard it is to confess your love out loud, until

YOU ACTUALLY HAVE TO DO IT. I was trembling the whole time. Even after he said yes. He actually had to hug me in the parking lot to calm me down. As we came to our senses, it hit him that I going in three days. The look at his face after that tho.

We later cried together on call (which he denies till date). This past year has been a revelation for us. I have never been this in love. I have never been this happy in a relationship. I can't love measured and I need a lot of me time, I am weirdly clingy. I get to be that here.

We have not seen each other for 3 months now. And we have met 14 times in the past year. I would give a leg and an arm to just hug him now. Or to see him smile. Or learn wrong Bengali and pronounce it off to have him rolling on the floor laughing like a maniac.

And this stupid desire to be with this idiot gives me enough hope. I want to grow with him. I want him to be besides me when I am ugly crying. And I am extremely sad today that we are not dunking alcohol and eating pizzas. 2020 sucks, but I will soon see this face.

Here's to that day we meet. Till then, take care. We will make up for this. And yeah, I know nobody needed this thread but I did. Thank you being you Sabya, I heart you max!