When you stepped out of that room, I was there in the canoe waiting for you, invisible, looking at you, and I was waiting for you to get in. As you took every step forward, something was flowing through me and I never felt that way in my entire life. I was feeling some kind of higher state, and it was beyond words. When you sat in the canoe, I was sitting opposite to you watching your reactions on seeing the nature around us. I wanted to freeze that moment and come closer to you, but I never had the mind to disturb that beautiful moment. And we were making memories, I was looking at you, and sometimes I felt like our eyes met each other. What if you knew I was there looking at you, and you were pretending I was not there. Like that, we travelled so far, and those memories are the beautiful moments of my life. And everyday I row my canoe to the front of that room, waiting for you, and all you need to do is close your eyes, and open that door.
