Are we just a memory so distant?

With time we hardened our heart

Our story once was sweet

Before we stood on our feet

We loved each other in secret

But it wasn’t secret no more

When it was turned into rumor

They turned our sweet story

Into a drama so dreary

he expressed his love with a book

a book written with unfaded ink

Imprinted in our souls in our hearts it resides

we were just ten little sprouts

ready to spread our wings

I was his butterfly on his petals I relay

From which I sipped his nectar

In a classroom from afar

Among crowd from a distance

I craved to see his face

Satisfied in just a glance

From where he sat in class

My heart would leap at once

Each time I got a chance

In eighth grade my longing eyes so fixed

on his velvety  neck from behind

and shifting my gaze to his hand

it still lingers in my mind

Sweet bitter our story

it got replaced by memory

Until I saw him again randomly one fine day

he poured out his heart

told me that he waited

till then he abstained

kept his faith; his heart he saved

oh dear God he was so innocent

loyal to me loyal to his heart

from the day we had an emotional impact

with childhood love abstract

oh my angel was so pure

as pure pure can get

close to a rose so perfect

I was consumed with guilt

for his merits I did not fit

how would I let him advance?

I could feel his heart race

I had to get on our case

To lock my fingers in his

And to smack him with a kiss

I wonder time and time again

I was longing in vain

Wondering his whereabouts

Lost in dream lost in thought

Longing to re-visit; reminiscing the past

Dialed his home; filled with hope

No matter what I shall cope

A decade passed within a blink

And the future seemed so bleak

And one day one day indeed

He was at the receiving end

Answering my call with a “hello”

Left me with breath so shallow

The moment I waited

slowly but surely arrived

and I found him at last

at last my train came to a halt

talking to him felt like home

rekindling the undying flame

which was dimmed with time

but I took the late train

my angel was long taken

I cried a river, I cried in silence

Promised to love him in his absence.

Dedicated to my childhood love