First Love: You were never cruel, the "too good to be true." You always remind me of youth, as pure as young love. I never thought that I would be writing again, as I think of those days. How I used to love writing about you. Your smile, your love for music, and your soul. They were my favorite subjects. I'm writing again. Being reminded of how pure I used to write. But the truth is, I never told anyone. The reason why I used to love writing. It was because of that person.
Second love: The love who also teaches most with my firsts. How I learned about poetry. She loves them more than I do. She's my soulmate. I love writing, and I bring her with me. She was there in almost every behind-the-scenes of how I love things. I was also never a fan of reading, but I also learned to love it. I got to learn to think deeply. Again, she was there. I carry her with me every time. I also got to taste the harsh world as she first learned it. Now, we are also sharing the same sentiments about the world. How could we hate the world and everyone who made us who we are today. I got to know most of my firsts from her. It's like she'll have them first, so I can have her as the person who will understand me. But now that time is something that we can no longer control, I've got to learn things by myself too. Thank you, even when I only learned to love you second. You will always be my soulmate. Still and will always have you as part of me.
When I started my MBA I was looking forward to making new friends And of course, excelling in academics And thus redeeming myself After my Engineering debacle However, it never occurred to me That I would fall in love For the first time in my life You changed everything Right from our second meeting I was drawn towards you You were very shy But in a good way And of course, extremely sweet-natured The kind of person who wouldn't hurt a fly Though you didn't know much Tamil In spite of being a Tamilian Your English more than made up for that You didn't speak a lot However, when you did speak You were able to articulate your thoughts exceedingly well And though we never had a detailed conversation Apart from our debate on the movie "Ra One" It was always a pleasure to interact with you And of course, listen to your captivating voice Last but not the least Your handwriting was so exquisite That it had the capability To transform the dullest subject Into an extremely fascinating one Anyway, I truly loved you But I couldn't muster the courage To ask you out However, I don't have any regrets whatsoever And regardless of where you are currently I hope you are having the time of your life Just one last thing I am utterly gobsmacked That you knew all along Something that I could never guess From the way you spoke to me Or behaved with me in general You are indeed an incredible lady And I hope you remain the way you are Because the world needs more people like you
Dedicated to a girl with whom I fell in love with, during my MBA
You may not remember me As it has been ages Since we last spoke However, I probably won't be able to forget you Right from the moment we met I was drawn to you like a magnet You were shy to a fault And extremely sweet-natured As I got to know you better It didn't matter to me That though you were a Tamilian You spoke only in English Because you were a great listener And when you did speak You were able to articulate your thoughts Better than almost everyone in our college Your mere presence was enough To ensure that I didn't miss a single class Except when my health was down It is often said That people lose focus After falling in love However, on the contrary Thanks to you, I was able to develop extra focus And achieve better grades You inspired me In a way that no one could have done We once had a debate On a rather forgettable movie It didn't matter that our views were different What mattered was your energy and intensity And that fact that you took time out To debate with a person whom you didn't know very well You even taught me some tax calculations Of course, it was a case of unrequited love But totally worth it And what was even better Was the fact that you had known all along And yet didn't shy away from talking to me You really are one of a kind As I mentioned earlier , I will never forget you
first love, loud evening blaring lights, she cries into a puddle on the floor i help her up as she drips through my fingers it's funny, i laugh until my cheeks hurt she's sobbing into her palms first love, a crying mess lipstick smeared, chocolate cake stains on her teeth when i sing, i can't help but think of her how it would feel to hold her more than a friend but first love remains a first love she goes home, a stumbling mess in the night slurring her goodbyes as she drags her feet to the car first love, goodbye and good night stay as my first love, it's better that way i'll meet someone like you soon.