The book in my hand,
Felt livened by the masculine perfume,
To which I associated love,
Cause he used it.
All my senses rose to alertness,
And then I turned to find him
Cross by my side.
I am the girl with glasses,
I am the girl with think novels,
I am the nerd who is unseen,
Especially by likes of his popularity.
I am intelligent,
I am serious about my future,
But even then my heart can beat,
But even then I can fall in the depth of someone's eyes.
He is the guy,
Every girl wants,
Those perfect locks,
Those handsome ways,
But beneath that skin,
Lies a beautiful heart,
That I have seen,
Only I have seen.
I want him to know that,
To see me even with this faceless face,
To at least become friends with me,
To at least smile once because of me,
Nothing more.
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PoetryAin't we drowning but still floating in our complexities of love and hatred, happiness and sorrow & life and the journey. Short stories and poetry about true living i.e living through an ache and coming out of it. Want to meet my words in versatile...