How did we get here?
Here, where we stand, we love, we live.. and yes, most importantly, we grow.
How did we get here?
Where we know how to be comfortable in our silences,
Where awkwardness is a fairytale.
How did we get here?
Where love blooms, without restrictions and promises and contracts.
How did we get here?
A place made of invisible feelings, tangled in our chores, in our routines, in our struggle to sustain life?
Did we know it when we started?
If not what led us here?
A question whose answer i might never get, but asking it is like embracing the memories scattered all over..
A question i will keep asking, at every stage of my life..
How did we actually get here??
