It was my first trip without my parents; I was going to London with my friend Radhika and her friends. I met the whole group at the Delhi airport and found one of the guys very good looking.
However, after we arrived in London, I sort of forgot about him… I was too busy enjoying my vacation. On the third day, we all decided to explore the city and ended up at a pub in the evening. He was standing at the bar ordering drinks for everyone, and that was the first time we spoke to each other. While returning to our hotel, he walked with me and we had a nice long conversation. It was such a nice moment, the walk, the conversation and the companion… I will never forget that night.
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The next night we were hanging out in his room; we all played games and then he asked me if I would stay back after everyone left. How could I say no to him? After the amazing walk the night before, I had developed feelings for him. So, everyone left for their rooms and we started drinking. We sat on the floor of his room and talked about each other’s interests, dreams and experience in life.
After that we spent the rest of the trip with each other. With each day my feelings for him grew stronger. We went for a play and he held my hand throughout the show. However, we didn’t talk about it later.
The day our trip ended we parted ways with a hug. I started missing him the moment we were apart and I texted him the very next day. We started chatting regularly, but after a week the chats became fewer and fewer and eventually they stopped. I didn’t want to lose touch with him, so I kept texting him but didn’t get a reply from him. So, I stopped texting him...
But I haven’t been able to stop thinking about him. He is on my mind every second. I often talk to Radhika about our trip, hoping she will tell me something about him. Even while I am at work I can’t stop looking at my phone and hoping that he’ll or text. I just want to see him once.
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A year has already passed and I still feel the same about him. I wonder if he feels the same way about me… I wish I could tell him how I feel.
* Names changed to protect privacy.
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Published on Aug 13, 2016