Her first crush


Those were the sleepy bylanes near her house
not much rush  only hush hush
nor many people around
she always awaited for 
some one to come along,
he was some one special for her
since he was her first crush,
every day at the stroke of 5
he crossed the lane on his bike
the lane which was so lifeless and dull
became full of life  and bright
never really she saw who he was
as he had covered his face
but without fail he looked in her direction
every day without speaking a word
yet conveying so much unspoken
never did their eyes meet
nor ever they spoke anything at all
but like a guardian angel  he
used to watch her daily without saying a word
day in and day out  awaiting
his arrival with bated breath
and butterflies in her stomach
days got converted into weeks
and weeks into months but her
infatuation with him never ended
for who he was, god only knew
his daily presence is condensed
in her memory and etched in her
heart forever.



~ Vikki~

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