Poems. Poetry.

Dear Js

I met you on a summer day,
You were chubby,
And you still looked hungry.
But never the less,
I still liked the way you looked,
With your simple job outfit,
And with a childish smile.
There was an awkward silence for seconds,
But then we went along.

The movie started,
It was a comedy one,
We laughed as the movie goes,
Every scene theres a laughter,
Every part was getting better.
But then you held my hand,
I looked at you with a small shock in my eyes,
But you were already looking at mine.
I tell you,
My happiest smile stayed at my face,
So I held your hand too,
Tightly,
Because I knew that its gonna be one of the best nights for me.
The movie finished,
We let go of each others hands,
I didnt want too but there was no choice at hand,
But it didnt end there,
We ate somewhere,
Shawarma rice to be exact,
But I wished we could have eaten more.

To Cleo-FAT-ra,
I miss you by the way.

PS.
Its was fine teasing me and I should have hugged you even though its in public.