He asked how I feel about him
And I replied
That each time I hear his name
I feel a gentle happiness
at the thought of his existence
He asked again
How is it I feel
When I am with him?
And I replied
It feels as though
My nervous heart
Is taking flight
Once more he asked
Why do I care about him so?
I replied with
A simple secret smile…
And a private thought
That perhaps
Love cannot be explained…
~Shamshaad~
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