By Our meetings were filled-
With sparks of magical moments.
Like stardust falling off the skies.
Their hues reflecting around,
Connecting us in a shimmering delight,
Like making sandcastles together,
Decorating them with seashells
And living in them under the moonlight.
You made me believe in magic,
Embedding our hands in the paints of love,
Imprinting them on white paper,
Leaving an everlasting mark on my heart,
Laughter condensed in the air,
Filling me with a warmth I have never known.
I stepped out of the shadows,
That threatened to overpower me again and again.
You reminded me of all the reasons to stay alive-
And in the process changed my life,
Making me beautiful, deep down to my soul.
-Ashoo Agarwal
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