A steamy affair!

A Walk of Life

As I see him walking with my friend

I wonder…

Why am I not in her place?

Is there no way he will be mine!

He cares about me

‘I am his friend’ so he says.

But I love him.

Days tumble..Months grumble

I decide to get over him

I work…I work hard…and harder

I sleep less…

Saying to myself in the lonesome hours

I am not thinking about him

But I am dying to see him tomorrow again

To talk over coffee

Of religion and God

Of gravity and morality

Of cars, bikes and beaches

Of science and scientists

Of friends, families

And heartaches and heartbreaks.

The coffee is cold and the experiment awaits

Its evening already

I have some time to spare and so does he

A long walk and a little more of coffee

Some concrete dust and a little less noise.

A sprinkle of salt brought by the sea breeze

I am glad he smiles to see me laugh

And says I love you as my friend.

One fine evening the sky is ablaze

With millions of fireworks over sparkling waters

Two young souls to walk with one another

Hands clasped tight and hearts racing wild

The touch of his sweaty palm on my face

A hug and a little kiss on my head

I think he is mine!!

Days tumble…Months grumble

I wait to hear the three words of love

But somewhere another girl wonders

Why can’t he be mine?

I love him so much!

And I did not know

He was thinking of

Coffee, Friends, Heartaches and Heartbreaks yet again

He is now gone

So far that I cannot track the void between us

Ghosts of his words and touch still linger

I see him walk away with my friend

And say to myself

That Bastard!!

I am so relieved he was never mine.