poems for you

That day.

Packed my bag,
I was so pissed off to go there.
None of them were present,
Had no place to go elsewhere.
I climbed up the stairs in disgrace,
Blaming everything that came in my way.
But then I saw him sitting over there,
Finally, wait was over and here came the day.
It was just me and him,
No one else to disturb us.
I imagined everything I wanted to do,
Everything we would discuss.
I thought i would be good with him,
Thought that he would feel the same.
But things that look too good too be true,
Turns out to be imaginary or either lame.
I wanted to walk with him,
While he would talk.
I want to make it to his lock screen,
But I can only aspire and stalk.