Late night.
Working on final paper for semester
By the window, on the table
Laptop, a cup of coffee and papers scattered all over!
Hand on head,
Eyes into the laptop
"This is shit"
Was the stuff going in her head.
Then rang the cell phone
"Who is it"
"I have got a delivery for you", came the answer.
What could it be
At this bizarre hour
Who would have sent it
What could it be
Doubts in mind
Downstairs she went to collect
There he stood
With hands in his pocket
Taken aback by this
She smiled in disguise
"What a surprise", she literally screamed,"I love it".
"I know you do. That's why am here", he whispered taking her by her hand for a walk.
Night was young
Breeze was cold
Thump came the sound
And suddenly she woke up!
This may seem childish
But then
But then
Dreams are foolish!
“Everybody said, "Follow your heart". I did, it got broken”
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