That One Look at You
By HudaFatima
Dear Crush —
You are like drug to heavy thoughts
So please! magically show up
Seven days and counting
And I’m already acting like an addict
Swore! I’m not a stalker
But I miss watching you from corners
In all your shades and pattern
Standing tall all so pulled together
like a heap of happy glitter
And talking something intelligible
Some beyond my comprehension
Everyone complains of how you make them work
I blush and wish that I was that lucky enough
To be that near following your instructions
Damn! I would have hanged on to your every word
like a child in wonder with a sugar rush
But for now I will settle for glimpse of you
In those crowded corridors and within the hospital walls
Me trying hard to navigate my way
with my gaze attached to your face
Is my kind of crazy and sane
More than weekends - I wait for Monday
Which you have turned into a new Sunday
Author Notes: They say love makes you do crazy things. But I guess, infatuation has that effect too.
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