Wildest Dream

By Sanjana Atwal

No, don't look at me that way,

It gives me hope..

Hope to reconsider the decision

of hiding my everlasting love for you,

The one about which, I guess, you already knew...

No matter how hard I try,

to keep it away,

I always find my thoughts coming back at you...

See, you are still standing here staring right into my eyes,

And here I am getting chills

running down through my spine...

and hoping you didn't notice

me sweating on a January evening,

as if it's the bright sunshine...

I still have no clue,

how you discovered my love for you...

Is that written all over my face or on my head's rear?

Or is that because I talk in my mind very loud and clear ?

I couldn't find any other word

that describes the moments

we spent together,

Or me finding a way to escape to refrain you looking into my eyes....

Which I just so hate right now...

They betrayed me once...

and keep continuing doing so..

But please don't trust them,

Trust my words as I speak at the moment...

That whatever I say or deny

I fell for you the second I saw you,

And fell even harder the moment you told me not to....

And I don't even know any other way

to cope up with these feelings,

except to pour them out in front of you...

just like now when you are standing

right ahead of me,

and you heard what I couldn't have said

Even In the wildest of my dreams...

By Sanjana Atwal