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She was not the most beautiful, Still I wonder why I fell for her; Neither did she have those flattery eyes, Nor it was, a moment's spur. It all happened slowly and gradually, Took me almost a year to realise that; Those moments were little but meant plenty, Oh boy, do I still today, fantasize that. I liked some girls while I hung out with her, **** I even dated a few; But she was still in some corner of my heart, I took nearly a year to tell her or maybe, two. But still we never got together, Because it'll only ruins things, she said. I can't look in her eye if mine burst, I replied, My heart was in the right place & so was my head. I didn't forget her till date, Nor will I ever stop loving her; But we're way past those days, It all looks like a big fat blur. Hard to remember the last time that I saw her, Maybe it was at the supermarket at the corner; Wait, no it was the bar that I still go to, Then, I realised it was me who adorned her. She still never ceases to amaze me, My vulnerable heart, did she plunder; She wasn't that beautiful, as such, Why did I fall for her, I wonder?
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Oct 2, 2017
Oct 2, 2017 at 7:33 AM UTC
I Wonder Sometimes
She was not the most beautiful, Still I wonder why I fell for her; Neither did she have those flattery eyes, Nor it was, a moment's spur. It all happened slowly and gradually, Took me almost a year to realise that; Those moments were little but meant plenty, Oh boy, do I still today, fantasize that. I liked some girls while I hung out with her, **** I even dated a few; But she was still in some corner of my heart, I took nearly a year to tell her or maybe, two. But still we never got together, Because it'll only ruins things, she said. I can't look in her eye if mine burst, I replied, My heart was in the right place & so was my head. I didn't forget her till date, Nor will I ever stop loving her; But we're way past those days, It all looks like a big fat blur. Hard to remember the last time that I saw her, Maybe it was at the supermarket at the corner; Wait, no it was the bar that I still go to, Then, I realised it was me who adorned her. She still never ceases to amaze me, My vulnerable heart, did she plunder; She wasn't that beautiful, as such, Why did I fall for her, I wonder?
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Oct 2, 2017
Oct 2, 2017 at 7:33 AM UTC
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