Dear Diary -
I’m on the other end and he so far ahead ,
why does there has to be this gulf ?
Could the heaven not make him slightly turn ?
So I too could make him go crazy and nuts ,
Of the happy kind with me on his mind ,
Gossshhh ! I wish I could turn his smiles towards me,
Make him listen to my endless dreams ,
And he would love to share my chocolate creams,
I’m so upset with you all - heaven somewhere ,
If I couldn’t make him mine then why did you made my brain get hooked on him ?
That’s so rude and mean ,
So listen ! do make him turn ,
Let his eyes catch mine ,
And make his thoughts dream a dream of me ,
And please don’t ever make him cold with blue and green,
He looks so adorably good in colours and cream,
He walks and talks like cotton wool ,
Like something pure stitched with care ,
His voice makes me lose mine ,
He makes me go giddy and blush ,
I had always been that confident girl,
but he makes me feel like a teenage girl
Damn! He has no clue ,
of me writing him in my crude words ,
I wish when and if he reads them all,
He turns red with a grin,
on his baby like face which shines brighter in day.
Dear diary -
Now my lids are heavy ,
so I will take your leave,
and if I come by him tomorrow ,
I’ll return to you with my new dreams.
Author Notes: Diary - That’s intense
Me - ssshhh! Keep it a secret
Diary - Always