The one who is sitting in the corner bench of the station
The one whose eyes were so beautiful that I couldn't take off
The one who is wiping the dust in his specs
Even though he never misses the glance to his phone
The one whose fingers were moving in the rate of the beats of my heart...
I know ...... I know he is made for someone
I don't know his desire and I don't want to know
The time is up ..... The whistle of the train broke my heart.
The one who is stamped in my heart
I have to go back ...
Even though with a hope for the impossible , I looked...
No problem, I only love him
I can frame the memories of my graceful love ...
There is no strings that bind my love
No one dares to question me
This is amazing....this is unending...


#oneside love#heartbreak#painful love



© Akhila Jayadevan