I'm more like him

By Manasvi Varshneya

I’m more like him

Whether its my dreamy eyes,

Or to listening melancholy

My heart cries.

While ordering our

Favorite dessert;

Or the love for

Classy white shirt.

The poetries’ fascination

Or intimacy of stars;

And caffeine’s addiction

Or having same scars.

I’m more like him.

By Manasvi Varshneya