Like all those million times before,
Getting his one glance she finds herself smiling a little more.
His effortless walk his perfectly carved jaw,
Drinks his beauty, the feelings inside so raw.
She a shy little girl,
He a dude, celebrated in every curl.
She heares the grass grow when he's around,
Her breathe seizes, when he talks and walks, oh she's spellbound.
He notices her for this she files benedictions,
From his close ones she just get maledictions.
Inches closer yet miles apart, her gaze transfixed,
She can never be his, coz she is the girl he never noticed.
-KASHISH MENDIRATTA
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