It was all about yesterday,
I was wearing a red dress.
When some said, "It is for the commited!"
my awkward self was hard to suppress.

Merry making with friends,
to some point did better me.
Then came the piled up work for practicals
that began to worry me.

Running to the lab as,
"Ma'am shall be present in no time!"
Drifted us towards the lift,
for we all needed to be on time.

The lift door opened,
that's when I saw that face.
Little hard it was to stand
in the lift with no space.

The lift seemed noiceless,
when a voice marked its presence.
All I could hear,
was a whispering sound that made me tense.

“Happy Valentine's Day”
is what reached my ears.
Definitely not a normal thing
for someone like me to hear!

Yet I tried to manage
by breaking the silence.
"Thank you. Same to you."
spelt by me with excellence.

Now we encounter many times,
"Hey! All good?"
Easily expressing our points,
that's what one should!

Today I am standing at the same place,
to hear the voice that once said.
This time not frightened,
with a red flower instead.

But the alarm rings,
to wake me up!
"Was it just a dream?
Why didn't he show up?"

I think to myself,
"It was just a dream!"
If so then,
"Why this painful does it seem?"
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