The morning after...

The morning after.. a term used rather loosely to denote a day to be dawned, an aftermath or even an impending result of various natures and kinds. In my life I have a similar state of affairs, leading to the morning after. It's called the morning after; the morning(s) after I speak to my Princess, my world...My NATASHA!

One might go on to comment as this being a cheesy cum corny attempt to describe a highly overrated notion of love & romance but I would like to go one step further and add saying that it is a mere statement of what wonder I feel everyday, ever since I fell in love with her. 

We spend an entire night (well by that I mean an hour or two before I fall in to the arms of comfortably falling asleep because she puts me at ease!) chatting to each other.. we hold hands; on the phone...we go for long walks on the beach; over the phone...we whisper sweet nothings in each other's ears; over the phone...spend and share our love for each other; over the phone...every night (day time as well, but hey, this is called the 'morning after') and every time i wake up in the morning after that gloriously awesome night I wear THE biggest smile on my face and grin like an idiot all day. 

It is an anomaly where the real world would never understand, it is a factor in life which the old-schoolers will grasp but leave the 'practical thinkers' aloof and wondering "WTF???" but it is alright, I do not care what the world around me would think of how I feel the morning after.

We live in a hardcore world where things instead of being told is slapped across our faces. The long distance relationship we share currently is a testament to how real it is, how absolutely real our love is for each other! In the morning it is doubly clear, that it is her love that makes my sun rise, the birds sing and fresh dew freshens my world... it is her that is my morning.. for without her my day would be a clockless dark ice age with no seasons, no months, days or seconds... nothing to match my heartbeats per minute (71 is the normal beats per minute)... so my morning after is a continuous cycle of awesomeness (Thank you Barney Stinson)!

So in conclusion, and in a totally unrelated note the morning after for me is simply the love I get day after day after day after day (well you get the general idea) from that wonderful girl who rules my world. I love YOU, and only YOU; "my morning after"