Have I ever mentioned that  
I wanted to hug you?  
I think I did,  
but was too tensed to do so.  
So I let my body decide  
on what to do,  
and then,  
I kissed you.  

I kissed you instead,  
in front of a crowd.  
A sweet peck on the cheek,  
a fleeting touch of your hand.  
I felt it soft
I sensed it warm,  
like a cozy home  
where I wish to belong.  

I thought I've had my greatest love—
no, I thought I failed in love.  
But you proved me wrong,
so wrong that I could not think  
of a love greater than the greatest—  
every time I am with you.