LETTER TO MY CRUSH
Hey, do you know that
You have been a part of my routine?
Whether you come out or not
From your beautiful house
I see you every single day
Either in real or in my dreams
Mostly I see you as friend, but
Sometimes you've been my spouse
But it's just a dream,and
I know It can be real
But experiences in those dreams
Are really great and surreal
You don't even know
Who I am or you just know me
As any ordinary roadside stranger
Who cross your path sometimes
Whom you give smile sometimes
or look at him in anger
Yes, you do look at me,
but I can read that look,
There is nothing special in that look
I really want that look to be special
Like I can't get my eyes apart from you
As these are attached to by a hook
I remember every single outfit of you
You looked stunning in that
Pink top and denim and that
Black gown was amazing too
I don't know your name but
I adress you with an imaginary one
Might you also gave me a wierd one?
In the end I just want to say one thing.
I don't know about you, but
I've been attached to you
with an invisible string
Since the day I saw you
YOU ARE READING
THE PREMISE OF LOVE
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