He was the prince.
And I was just another person in his life.
A tad more important probably,
I mean, he was the most important in mine
And who was I?
I was just another girl in the crowd.
But he made me feel exceptional.
The relation, the emotion we shared was not something that could be explained in something as simple as a language
It was something words could never relay
We were lovers and strangers at the same time
But alas, he was the prince and I was just another chapter in his life.
I wonder if we could be more if he weren’t a prince
But that is something for another day
Now, his child calls for me…
Author: Vasundhara Khare