On and On and On !

To know that you are outside there, 

waiting for me, 

is the most impatient thing to know.

To know, that you are free and I am not,

 is the most unbearable moment for me.

To know that You are just few steps away, 

but I can’t see or talk to you, 

is the most pathetic thing for me.

To be but still not to be with you, is the most saddening moment in my life.

 

  

You were there, 

waiting outside my class,

 seeing me through that small window in the door,

 but still so far away from me.

And That Wait is what I hate.

I hate, 

I hate, 

I hate!

Whole class hours are spent thinking about you.

Thinking when I would see you.

Thinking of all the previous and previous

 and 

past many previous day things.

The only thought during the class that prevails,

 is when will I get a break!

 

Trainer looked in no mood to leave us

 And

 the knowledge of the thing

that somebody is waiting outside

Is enough to make one more impatient to sit.

But she had no other option but to sit and wait.

Wait

 till she would be able to see him,

Wait 

till she would be able to hold his hand,

Wait

 till she would be able to hear his talks,

Wait

 till she would be able to see him smile.

 

But you he had some thing in mind.

Things he might have planned, maybe a long time ago.

 

It was that day.

 The day we met.

The day we talked.

The day we confessed.

It was our day!

Day of our love’s inception.

No matter what might have happened, 

Roses were sure to make a presence.

And you had them there for her, along with all your heart’s sayings bounded in a card.

 

It was a beautiful morning.

The best sunrise I have ever seen!

Our day started with the most perfect ingredients.

The walk, the talk,

the look, the kiss.

I remember it all

And I know you too remember it all.

And why shouldn’t we,

As your thought is something

that goes on and on !!!