FIFTY-NINE

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'Delusional In Love'

Our secret moment when we changed our glances,
Glances to the smile from your eyes and even the small tilt of your glasses,
Glasses of the window remind me of the blues of your eyes,
Your eyes resemblance of the moon that I could stare all night long forgetting how the time flies.

Maybe the seconds that we had were nothing to you but for me, a whole future was built with you only by that day,
That day when I first heard your voice laughing from stupid jokes that I made about horses in May,
In May which all days, I think my mother was sick of listening to the same story of you that I told every time I had the chance like in my imagination,
In my imagination echoing how gentle your voice is as if I was hearing the waves from the ocean.

I was thinking of the barn and the farm that we will be living once we were together,
Together?Oh how delusional I was when it comes to you as if I caught it like a fever,
A fever dream which you were there in all of my future that I mold just from our first met,
Our first met came messy when your sister asked all about my story and my cat.

I have 99 thoughts, none about me and 98 about you,
You were probably about the one thought that I left out too,
Too much of you in my heart that I could barely call it mine,
Mine...Can I call you mine or does that make you feel not fine?

My flight was awful, thanks for asking;it was a nice way to show your kind gesture,
Your kind gesture towards others show how big your integrity is making me feel so small with your every venture,
The more venture you did, the less they know, the more you say, the less they understand,
They understand nothing when it comes to loving you as easy as breathing and no one can come to my stance.

Even your speech matching your mind, as intricate as the universe and what within it which is beautiful but can hardly be appreciated,
Appreciated by you is something me, myself can never imagine but I was baited,
Baited by your body language saying how you feel the same,
Same feelings and the bell rings, maybe it's time for our wedding picture to be framed?

tamat.

-2024




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