When we met first time,
We discussed lots of things
But I felt no bonding with you
You were different,
Compared to man of my dreams
But I don’t know why
I am writing about you.
I had no intentions of meeting you again
But I found myself sitting in front of you
In the coffee shop
I read your thoughts
Found you interesting
May be because of the same wavelength we shared
Again we met,
Without any particular reason
But I felt so good and perfect
Is this a crush?
I am confused
Why I am thinking about you,
don’t know......
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