There I was gawking at her,
epitome of beauty she was.
She was like a butterfly,
beautiful to watch afar
difficult to catch.
Those limpid, wet, black,
eyes that screamed for love,
perfectly crafted nose,
flawless bright - pink lips,
a milky - white complexion
that would put Photoshop to shame.
Oh hell, she was way out of my league.
She's a goddamn goddess.
I think I'm in love.
But me? A regular mundane.
Invisible to the world,
more importantly, invisible to her.
"Don't chicken out!"
Friend's said.
"Go and ask her out!"
They said.
Frightened at the very thought,
I shrugged and walked away.
But I didn't give up.
Walking towards her,
mustering up pieces of courage,
adrenaline rushing through,
pangs of nervousness,
finally asked her out.
Year's later,
nostalgic about everything,
as the girl of my dreams,
is by my side,
till eternity lasts.
"Don't chicken out!"
They said.
I sure didn't.
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ŞiirI write because nobody listens. A Collection of random poems, prose's. Which takes you to your own paradise of thoughts, feelings... WARNING Don't try copying my content. If you do, I'll hunt you down and castrate you. If you don't, Then do enjoy...
