She's the one.

Was she really made in heaven? I always used to ask myself, whenever i felt her presence around. One didn't have to raise the head and see if she was there, you just knew it and you just felt it.

What was it about her, that always created a wave that ran through my body with the speed of light. I never understood that or perhaps it was every thing. She had that charisma which could never be defined or explained as it could only be felt. Sometimes i felt if she really radiates some kind of magic from her body.

On occasions, i admired her confidence and the easiness that she had, just like a quite lake, so calm and composed. As if she is easy with every thing, as if she has been to every territory in this world, as if there is nothing new for her, almost with perfection. A rare treat yet so natural and with a flow so smooth, which reminded me of a distant waterfall, as if every trajectory is known and measured. She didn't have to say any thing as it was her body, her gestures, her expressions, or even the blink of her eye which did the talking for her. Watching her move was an experience in itself, yet with a complete sacredness.

On occasions, it would be her complete fragility and vulnerability which would make her look like a delicate rose, which needed a shelter from a strong wind and would fade away any time. Even, that was beautiful and made you feel, just to hold her hand and with out saying a word, carry her away to a land where nothing would ever bother her. You just wanted to take care of all her fears, nightmares and anxieties.

With her i felt as if i have accomplished every thing in this world. There's nothing more that i need and all i wanted was her to sit next to me in my car and take her for a drive on a road which never ends. I don't know or care where it takes us as long as she was there........