Friday, 16 September 2016

Is he the one??

Her undressed heart spoke
And one could feel the touch
Which he failed to. Couldn't
She just shout it out?


She wore her best dress
That day, to make heads turn.
But she saw he wasn't looking
At her. Like he's supposed to.


Her heels hurt, her hair
Blew out of proportion
Each time the wind found
It's place. And she thought


Why couldn't I get him to Notice
Me. While She remembered the first
time they met. His blue tee,his khaki 
shaded backpack. His eyes oh my my.


Her friends said he ain't good.
But her soul spoke, go for it.
He stood on the staircase blocking
Her way, she froze. Her heart stopped.

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