Women in love,
Are actually the cutest creatures
On earth
They mostly have a hopeless
Crush on people
With whom they know
It'd never come true
And still,
Everytime she laughs,
She's hoping he'd see
And everytime he smiles
Her heart melts with glee
And just suddenly out of nowhere
All the songs become about him,
And how ironic it is
That the boy doesn't even know
That those songs, lyrics, quotes and poem
Are all actually about him.
She spends her day thinking about him
Framing sentences and planning out what to say
When she clearly knows
The voices inside her would obviously hush her before him
And so she writes poems,
She describes how tall and cute and sweet he is
She describes thine eyes as galaxies
and smile which is blinding like sun
That in her life he is
She's seen her whole world in his existence
But how shattering it is
That only she is the one who knows,
Many told her to gather the courage,
But the fear of heart break
Never let her make it true
Her eyes look for him
Even in the midst of ocean of people
And yet, when the eyes meet
She turns away,
Pretending to be looking for something
When she's actually
Looking just for you.
She wishes to be the reason
He looks down on his mobile
And smile,
How funny it would be he
Walks into a pol
And then she'd stand all laughing with
A silly smile
She had always wished for him
To be someone she could share
Her secrets with,
But as fate would have it
He Became one of her secrets
She'd lie in her grave with.
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A random 2 a.m thought:-
How in the world am i writing all these poems...the sheer audicity-
I don't even have a crush right now💀🤌🏻
Next level hopeless romantic I am you see ✨
Love yourself,
Your silly Clumsy author.