Let me tell you a story about a boy
The only word that describes him best is ‘perfect’
Because of those tiny radiant eyes and his brows and lashes
And his lips and those alien ears of his!
He slowly paced towards me
He stopped , looked at me
And in a blink of an eye , we were close, extremely close , I could feel his stare , I could feel his breath , I could feel his touch on my skin
Everything seemed to stop and time must have eased
It looked like a fairytale right in middle of a busy street
I looked into eyes , and we sat and talked for hours
Our talks didn’t make sense at all!
His childish laugh made my worst days better
I started stealing glances of him , when he is walking pass the corridor or when he is sitting absent mindedly or just walking back home or having a chat with his friends
I watched him come and go, hogging over food and with a frown too
I rolled over , I hit the floor hard and then I wake up.
There is nothing but radio silence
I go back running down the street
I see him standing there
He looked passed me, he looked through me
He shrugged and walked by me
As if I was just another girl for him
But he was my fairytale prince!!
I cry and cry myself to sleep as my world comes crashing down
I am just another street girl or passerby for him
He never looked at me ever again
Everything had changed between us
To be honest , there was nothing between us from the very start
I still steal glances of him every now and then and wonder , is he the same person I fell for or he is some kind of replica of my prince ?
It was all a beautiful dream , that has now taken my sleep away
