Journey of our love – II


Then for a week you went away,

Out from city for a holiday,

Over internet we made out path,

I said many things in my own way,

The way I missed you, every day was so hard,

And every conversation was on the records,

I felt if I had the flu,

As lonely were the days without you,

In return to my three magical words you said those too,

How could I not believe when it felt so true?

We kept on counting as for how long you had gone,

And for how long we hadn’t seen each other around,

It was the first time when you were away,

How happy I felt on your return I couldn’t say,

I was getting more into you day by day,

And soon there was the month of May,

Till that time our hands were the closest friends,

Every day I prayed for it to never end,

Everything proceeded like a prophecy,

Every touch steered an intimacy,

Though I held back myself as your present was in my head,

But my hands stayed attached to yours like magnet,

Was coming nearer the time of our another date,

By the beginning of June,

You were blooming like my private moon,

The day arrived and got a lot along with it,

When I had to fight myself to not to cross the limit,

When I could freeze my senses after a million tries,

It was a Moment to die,

For the first time I experienced the blend of joy and pain,

When we were travelling in a Metro Train


… Journey to be continued


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