We've been on many adventures since I've met him, but none better than any date where we're at a cafe with our set of cards.
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On one of our trips to see each other, Aravind and I found solace in a deceptively simple game—Lost Cities. Hundreds of games in, and our connection deepened with each drawn card. Our eyes meeting with fiendish knowledge that one of us has the card the other needs. The laughter and joy with each game made me fall deeper for him than I thought possible. From Dallas to Ohio, our calls would always include a quick game of Lost Cities. Eventually, it became our sanctuary. Our game.
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Each card became a canvas, portraying the embodiment of Aravind—his love, kindness, and consideration. I delved into a world of Indian architecture and patterns, exploring the depths of art and design he had opened for me.
Flowers revered in both our cultures adorned the cards, dancing between suits. Eight different suits, each one indicating different traits like loyalty, inner strength, family, and celebrations to tradition.
Distance brought us
Together
A tale of cultural fusion, earnest determination, and an unexpected connection that defied physical distance. The green and red boxes became our symbols of hope—a promise that one day, our hearts would beat as one, completing the deck of our enduring love.
Publishing this was hard because I knew that This would be in front of everyone, especially because it was meant for one. But writing about my love is easy and a pleasure to share. Check out my other stuff if you feel.
For
For
You,
You,
Love Andy
Love Andy