Two heads tightly pressed together
As the four eyes stare into each other
The fluttering of the butterflies sounded by the heart
Two hands which have met before
With ten fingers laced between each other.
Two pair lips that wish to met,
Though so far away,
With Tempted reach,

The wanting of two,
Cuddled close together,
The Hurting of one
Who can’t decide
And the pain of another
As they know it soon ends
The simplicity of few meets
Of which could last a life time
… For one
But End too soon
…For the other

The empty nights of tears
The Sleepless days of thoughts
What to do when u know you’ve fell in love?
What to say to prove a such thing?
No wrong movements
… May ruin everything
No wrong words
… May hurt everything

Thoughts Aloud in your Head
Questions Ask
Thousands of Questions
… With an answer …???
No not all
Leave them to wander
Like the clouds by day
Leave them to wander
Like my soul by night
Maybe …
Maybe one day there will be an answer

The lights dancing before me
The stars gazing from behind
A Beauty as they say…
A Beauty…
For few eyes
Is it beauty which really counts?
Is it beauty that controls my life?
No … beauty lies

But the Simple few moments
Looking into those eyes
Everything is a beauty
Everything bad shut outside
Everything good soaked up as our own
But the moment u turn away
Everything turns cold
Everything disappears
But the feeling of our fingers laced together
And the silence which you give me
Though deep inside I know …
I love you …
But how can I show you?

 
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