Singing My Way to Love

As a romantic, I keep looking for ways and reasons to fall in love. No, not intentionally, I just inadvertently seem to find ways. Mostly, its about falling in love with the same ones over and over again. Like just these past weeks for example.


Now I have known Jenice for a long, long time. We are close, love each other inexplicably and go through phases where we wont meet for months and then meet multiple times a day. Its like the sex life of married couples, nothing for extended periods, followed by fornicating like rabbits.

So Jenice and me are in the fornication stage (metaphorically). We're messaging each other like teenagers and sharing reels because we wanna ensure that even if we dont have anything intelligent to say, that the space is always filled. And we have always shared songs for the past 15 years and we havent run out of these yet. Pretty sure we repeat most of them but we still cycle through them enthusiastically. And we sit in the car and croon when together. No, I dont sing well, I am a bathroom singer, me more than her. That doesnt stop her from singing together with me.

And mid way through one of these songs, I realised I love her. How comfortable am I with her that I will sing, even though I know I'm hardly better than a braying ass. And how much does she love me to indulge me even after all these years?

So let me conclude before this becomes a ramble, how well do you sing? If you sing well, this has been a waste of your time, if not, I'm probably saving your life. Find someone whom you can sing with at the top of your cracked voice, without remorse or regret or fear of being judged. And when that someone suggests you should make an instagram profile where you can upload these unfiltered sessions, marry them. 

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