I was in love with the winter. She is beautiful, her all white appearance makes me daydream through the day. How cool She is, with her mesmerizing blue eyes. It doesn't matter when She storms away or how She would freeze everything that She touches. I still love her. How I get frostbite from being with her too long. How we both are in love with each other but know that we would never be better together. How I only get to meet Her at the end of the year and She had to say goodbye when I just fell for Her.
I loved the beach. She would never know it and I would take my feelings to the grave. She is cheerful and warm. She brings me breeze of joy whenever I'm with Her. How I had to squint my eyes to see Her when she shines. How Her laughs were sincere and made me feel at home. She made me feel home at a foreign place. She got me thinking, maybe after all that winter did, it is nice to fall in love again. She convinced me that love has never been a problem. And I did. But I couldn't keep up with Her energy. I loved the thrill of the breeze that She brought but I wanted peace after all.
I am in love with the sky. Particularly, vanilla sky. The warmest smile anyone could ever carve, the eyes that leads to the universe. How She's so effortlessly mesmerizing. How I find staring at Her. How She would never know this feeling of mine. How I will keep this in me till the end of time. And She will stay forever beautiful without a care. How She is miles away and I am left here wondering if I ever will meet Her. How all Her dreams and wishes came true, how She is happy up there. How the Sun will always be nearer to Her than me. How He will always get to say how pretty She is. How He compliments Her beauty when He emits His ray onto Her. And how I will always be in awe. How I will always miss Her.
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where dreams go
PoetryA list of short stories that I come cross in my life that I had to romanticize and write about
