A missed Valentine's, My favorite memory❤️
I have never been someone who believed in celebrating Valentine's Day. And this year, when I finally had someone special to celebrate it with, I chose not to and let the day pass quietly. 14th February always felt overrated to me. Love, in my opinion, should not need a date on the calendar. But then life happens. When I got into this relationship, I knew one thing, if I ever chose to celebrate love, it would be on 14th June. The day we met. The day that quietly changed everything. The day I will always be grateful for. The day that feels like it truly belongs to us. Because that day would feel real. Not chosen by the world, but chosen by destiny. They say, when something is meant to happen, it happens at the exact time it is supposed to. And this time it did. A surprise from my love was supposed to arrive on the evening of 14th February. Due to some issue, it got delayed. And instead of the evening, it arrived at 15th midnight. The door bell rang. Mom and I woke up in confusion, wo...