Sunday, June 15, 2025

To A

It was not the first time we met

not the first kiss when you held me close

Not the first trip together

not the first time we slept together

not when you gave me the tall and mighty surprises

but when you took me all in

when i was not myself

took the tantrums, the pain i grew to be

took in all the sulking

the bad decisions that followed

and waited till i came back to my senses

I knew that true love exists 

And i found one myself

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Aw! I love this!! This is so perfect. Love you guys!! Love this poem more!! Stay together happily forever!

Priya said...

Thanks Chand :)