The Little Thing


It is merely a little thing,
When on seeing someone special,
Your heart starts pounding,
And his smile is your only treasure...

It is merely a little thing,
When you can't make eye contacts with him,
You dream to gift him a ring,
But fails to even talk to him...

It is merely a little thing,
When you smile without any reason,
His favourite song, you always sing,
And with him, you enjoy each and every season...

It is merely a little thing,
When you fumble while talking to him,
Your heart stops beating,
And you suddenly becomes shy from being very talkative...

Though these are very little things,
But I know, they are very close to each one of us,
All the lost memories, these little things bring,
Cause this is what we call THE FIRST LOVE...

-Srishti Saxena

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