This is what I have heard,
with relations big or small,
You’d get bored with each other,
and maybe even look at another
Saw a whole lot of Bollywood,
and dreamt of a hopeless romantic,
whose love would smother,
and who’d dream of no other
Kept looking for those dreamy eyes,
that I’d lock with mine
who’d put my heart on a tether
and me on Cloud 9, never nether
You made my heart melt
With gestures that see no end!
Never a thought of ‘who’d bother?’
winning me, my friends, and even my mother! (will happen xD)
Honeymoon period!!, said all of them
Enjoy while it lasts!
cause you’d get bored with each other,
and maybe even look at another
Well, that BS aged like milk
now 2 years of being in the pocket
feelings are the same, and we don’t dither
When seeing a future together, there’s no ‘whether.’
Do we ever stop looking at beautiful skies?
and not admire the hues
No one thinks it’d get better
If sunsets were bluer or redder
Don’t we always admire the moon
in all its shapes and sizes
appreciating its glory in wither
or when it’s waxing, love either!
And don’t we wait for mangoes each summer,
and the cold wind to brush our cheeks in winter,
the petrichor in the rainy weather
or looking in the pile of autumn leaves for a feather
Then why is it different
when it’s the love of your life!
Why would you get bored with each other?
and maybe even look at another?
People express their love as a habit,
something they have gotten used to over time
like a baby with a soother
a toy, a song, or a toother
Unfortunate to be this far from you,
not even 21 days straight
A habit or an addiction? neither
too far for a come-hither
I am fortunate that I get to miss you
even if it means tearing up often
But who’d even want a breather?
When missing you in itself is leisure
It’s been long enough now,
To know what holds true for us
We’d never get bored with each other,
Our bonds would survive even in ether…







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