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When we were first together, it was chaotic love.

Blindingly blissful,
alarmingly amorous,
overwhelmingly obsessive.

I couldn’t see anything but his face.
I couldn’t hear anything but his voice.
I couldn’t think of anything but him/Her.

I couldn’t do my assignments at college but leave for his/her place after classes to cuddle around and end up undone assignments.

I couldn’t sleep at my hostel and migrated to his place.

Endless conversation at night upto 5am ended up to work so uneasy and Unfreshened.

I couldn’t take my parents phone calls even when they summoned me home all I saw was him/Her and this love.

Nothing I’ve felt before or since can hold a candle to the feeling of falling in love with the boy/girlfriend. It was otherworldly.

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Now, it’s been ten years.

I don’t giggle like a fool when he texts me.
I don’t get butterflies in my stomach when I look over at him holding my hand.
I don’t count down the seconds until he’s going to call me.

Hell, sometimes he pisses me off!

And yet…

My favorite part of the day is when he comes home from work and I can give him a kiss.

And when I’m with him, a part of me is brighter, happier and more full.
He used to be my obsession.

Now he’s my home.