i realized i was drowning,
drowning in my love for you
drowning in your eyes when i see them as you talk to me.
drowning in your words that i hear like a flute (the sweetest),
thinking of you.
it makes me sad and happy,
makes me cry while making me angry
i feel mature, yet childish
and all i see in you,
is you being my soulmate and i, yours
only, “That wish can’t be granted”, said the creator of fondness.
Writer: Dhruv Bhandari
Editor: Alekhya Gahilot