What is love?
The old and pure love they talk
Between the parent and the child
The brother and his little sister
The guardian and the protector
The reckless and exciting love
The young ones talk of
How it spins your head
Riding through the roller coaster rush
Stopping all at once
Looking back again and again
Wishing we didn't go so fast
The golden love sweet like honey
Touched by the angel
Blessed by the God
Bounded to the soulmate
A sinple gold thread
But the first love the fairytales talk of
Didn't exist for me,
Until i doubted myself now
Do i really, believe in such
The small occurance in days
That remind me of you
Every small surprises
Connected the dots with what you joked about yesterday
Every small beat and rush my heart experiences
Finds its way to your face
The smile i put on when i see something funny
Imagining how you'd find that amusing
Every small concept i come around
I see you whining around, in obliviousness
Night I stepped into the rain,
I look for your hand to hold
Somewhere,
The mornings I wake up
I remember the previous nights, and smile
Like a fool with no worries
The time I walked in the park
I pictured you synchronising with me
You, with your bustling thoughts,
Making me laugh
Relate
Showering me in words
As I absorb all in, along with your view
Despite this is what I feel,
Or even as a part of what I've felt
Is this what people call,
The first love?
Should I listen to myself, my demons
Who refuse to admit to the people
Who refuse to accept love
Who taught me love didn't exist
Who taught me I wasn't worthy of it
Maybe I've been listening to them all this time
But, what shall I do?
They are the ones, with whom I fell in love
First and forever into eternity.
