When you smile,
there's a spark in your eyes.
Even if you tell me a million lies,
I will believe.
I was a skeptic,
Before I met you.
Never believed in love,
until I kissed you.
You went away for a week,
That's the first time when I missed you.
You remembered the little things,
I was surprised when you showed up with the ring.
It started as a fling,
And then turned into a real thing.
Who would have thought?
Some stories just start with a drink.
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Just Another Book
PoetryA notebook where I collect all the poems I've written. ©Debanjana
