It was the first of April. Nothing special really happened. Someone special was the main topic. It was that special someone who had raised this big question. This strangest feeling was the biggest question.
It was a feeling of joy. Yet it was a puzzling one. Anxiety was caught up and mixed in it. Fear joined the party. Optimism and pessimism battled each other. Another battle of independence and submission came into the frame. Confidence and hesitation stared on each other. Elegance and awkwardness clashed on each other. Tranquility joined hands with agitation.
Never have I felt so confused. Nor have I felt this overwhelmed. Though I was happy at the same time. This joy was as overwhelming as the anxiety.
No, it was not the April Mop. It was just this heart that keeps on beating. And for some reasons, it was beating faster while skipping some beats.
Another big question ran into this mind, Who will she be for me in later times? And who will I be for her?
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