I love you, I guess

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Looking back at the time,
When I wasn't what I am now,
With our destinies yet to twine.

I saw a timid girl,
Trying everything she could,
To see the sparkles in the perfect pearls.

And I saw a boy,
With locks so black,
And words so cloy.

Just like every starting of romance book,
Their eyes met,
And they felt the sudden emotional hook.

Sorry, what was it again?
Love? Destiny? Or just a plain situation?
But this(despondency) makes me abstain.

She followed him everywhere,
From the rooftops to the basements,
Without a care.

But guess what she stopped following him,
If you ask her why,
She would be grim.

One reason, she saw something,
Another, her heart broke,
When she saw him with a ring.

Yes, he was proposing,
Someone who was not her,
Someone who was imposing.

Don't go near, the old me,
I want me back,
I want my face to lit up with impish glee.

I know you loved him,
More than you ever could,
But the chances are slim.

And now I'm standing here,
In this bar, waiting for my date,
For the longing to endear.

I saw him, again.
With his locks ever so deep shade of black,
Standing by the quoin.

He looked at me and smiled,
Does he not remember me?
Or is the 'thing' between us reconciled?

"Hi. I'm your date", he said,
And I started trusting destiny,
But this is the moment that I dreaded.

I'm not much of a commitment person,
Surely enough I know,
Because the pain in my heart worsened.

I remember you,
You don't but I don't blame you,
Because I changed myself without ado.

But I don't love you anymore,
Surely I loved you before,
But now it's just a bore.

I'm not a pawn,
In this game called love,
Because now I have the perfect brawn.

So silly little old me,
I beg you,
Come back to me.

Forget him,
As he brings nothing but pain,
Forgive him,
As he lost something he can't gain.

Just love yourself,
To the moon and back,
Let the fate unravel itself.

Look at you,
All gloomy and small,
Smile a little, cheeks pink hue.

When you get yours truly,
Go for it,
With things left behind unruly.

I'm not sure if it will work,
Neither am I sure that it won't,
But life has all the jerks.

Two or more doesn't matter,
When you love someone,
But the tears do shatter,
For a certain someone.

Please don't be rational about it,
You have been the whole life,
So be a mess that doesn't fit.

Think about the things you want,
And the things you don't,
And win things to flaunt.

Listen to me one last time,
Admire, adore and respect him,
But think about your happiness in prime.
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I don't know if it is upto what I wrote in the description. If yes then vote and comment. If no then please let me know.

XOXO

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