Footsteps, tell tales. A trod of yours down the steps of the bus intruded the mind into a trance unknown, the heart brisk in following suit. I knew not who u were, but the heart recognised its belonging, love at first sight wasnt confined to the pages of a book, I felt. Clad in a blue dress you were, the strands fluttering with the flow of the breeze, I was mesmerized, wasnt I? At a distance you stood, waiting for the next bus was a thought long lost. In the blink of an eye, a thousand dreams woven. From the blue dress you wore to the attire of a bride, I knew youd be mine. When reality snapped back to its senses, you turned, you smiled. A bliss unknown I felt, you were the person I dreamt of! I had to talk to you, I felt, yet the heart stuttered to make a move. The next bus did arrive, but I couldnt see you walking away. This was it, I felt, I walked up to you and said, Hi. You were amazed at the moment, but you did reply. Your name was what I asked for, Simran, you said. I knew another dream had commenced, I asked if we could be friends. Your smile drove me crazy, but you did say yes. We had the perfect story henceforth, but this how I fell in love. I still remember the day I asked you if youd be mine forever, did you really mean it when you said yes too?
Posted on: Mon, 11 Aug 2014 17:08:26 +0000
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