A Reconnection

They worked in the same organisation, albeit briefly. They were both aware of each other and secretly crushed on each other, never really acting on that crushes, a bit too shy, a bit too afraid of being shot down by the other. Till one of them eventually found the courage and voice to speak. They had a nice conversation but once again nothing much happened after that, they just went back to their own shells once again, went back to their lives, to the routine of crushing on each other from afar.

Now time flew by, days changed into months, months to year. Organizations changed, jobs changed, friends came and went, and so did relationships. They seemingly lost touch with each other, till a post brought them back in touch with each other.

That simple birthday wish to a common friend led to a ping trying to figure out if this was the person they crushed on and somehow managed to loose touch, cause sometimes out of sight goes out of mind (sometimes holds true).  For a moment they were grateful that they saw that greeting to  as it served as a catalyst to try and get back with each other.

After a quick confirmation it was back to rekindling that feeling that they felt for each other, reconnect a connection that had come undone for whatever reason it may have been. There was a decade worth of catching up. And though chat served its initial purpose of reconnecting them to each other, to catch up, they needed to meet, to see if there was something there that wasn’t there before.

So they finally met, finally admitting the crush they had for each other, and then sharing a good laugh about it cause the opposite person wasn’t aware about it. They shared their lives, all that had happened, everything that transpired till that very moments. The highs and lows, the joys and sorrows that they had seen, everything that had occurred to them through the years.

In those moments of tender sharing they realised that they had feeling for each other but then they were hurt, or hurting, from wounds inflicted by others, by past relationships, past experiences, some self-inflicted. They discovered that they were broken, bruised, in need of some healing to be done. Life had not always been kind on them, but had been a strict teacher, cause through each of those moment they found the strength that had made them stronger. 

They really liked each other but then there was some healing to be done before jumping into things. Each of them had a life to live, things to be done. They just didn’t want to be a tick mark on each other’s checkboxes. They needed to be more open to each other gives each other thing. They needn’t get ahead of themselves and just dive into thing, when take a slow stroll and still get to the same place. There was no use to label things and then ruining it all.

That day they decided to give each other space and take it slow  and see where things would go without disrupting their lives they had known. They found a way back into each other’s lives, they didn’t want to loose each other once again. They wanted to hold onto each other but not too tightly that it became suffocating for the other. They were friends first, friends who would be there for each other. From there they could take it nice and slow. It was time to make the most of their lives, the opportunity of reconnecting. To hold on to each other and never let go. That day was the first day to make the most for the rest of their lives. A reconnection.