Waking up beside you, didn't know whether it was a dream or a reality,
But I hope it never turned into a fatality.
I can't help to be a pessimist cause clichés are not my cup of tea,
But seeing you I realise that I want a cliché in my live where you come and give me bed tea.
Me time wasn't an option with you cause you were my soul, which is why, you were whom I chose.
Yearning that one day you realise the same or maybe not, but I hope it was, is and will be me, whom you always choose.
Went into the shower,seamless with no separation.
This is how I want our relationship to be, with no differentiation and only integration.
Getting ready and sneaking peeks was our game,
Afraid am I, for you if it is just a game.
You called me stunning and I called you foolish,
But to be honest, this is what everyday I wish.
Holding my hand, kissing your cheek, making me blush this is how we exit the door,
On the way for something more.
You say it's a surprise,
I say I don't like surprises.
But on the inside we both know who likes what.
Seeing me talk to another guy in a grocery shop, you say, "What?"
I just reply, "Come on man, don't be jealous".
Hypocrite I truly am, seeing you with another girl boils me with jealousy.
Shaking our heads at each other, with swollen faces, we head to the car.
The drive is silent , cause hot headed we both are.
Didn't know how romantic songs on loop,
Can change our mood.
Opening my door, being the gentleman you are not,
Holding your hand, walking ahead I hope dream this is not.
Seeing the fairy lights, the buildings which said you are whom I love,
There and then I truly realised, clichés with you is the only combination I love.
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