Unnamed....

He : Hey....long time. How have you been?

She : Good...

He: Really...

She: You think I will speak up like a little girl at this age...

He: Age...what’s your age now?

She: Oh...you don’t know! I guess we passed out almost at the same time...

He: Ok...so we both are mostly of the same age and i don’t think i am old...he says with a giggle

She:Honestly even i don’t think I am old too but we aren’t teenagers anymore

He: I agree... I agree...but where’s the harm in trying to be again...ha ha ha

She: Shut up...idiot...we can’t do this again...life has shown us enough realities to believe in it’s illusions anymore.

He: Realities have never asked us to quit believing in illusions, you remember the old saying of our school days...the more we believe the more we achieve

She: Of course i do...it was to believe in dreams not on imaginary illusions

He: And what dreams are made of....

She: Oh ...I have never won an argument with you..nor do I intend to...just let it go

He: It’s not about winning the argument but.....

She: But... what ?

He: I don’t know....

She: I know...

He: What ?

She: Few things are better left unsaid....

He: Hmmm

She: I guess we are old enough to stop running from each other...it’s not always required that everything that happens in our life gets a legitimate name...there are thousand and one feelings that we can not describe nor can we define but we still love them the way they are....so just let it be...the way it is coz there exists fine lines between relationships named and unnamed.

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