The Shy Stalker


Everyday he went to school early and return late ,
Just to get a glimpse of her beauty as much as he could.
In the evening while playing , he used to hide himself whenever she came out but couldn't see her properly,
His soulful eyes wanted to gaze her , but her charismatic ones couldn't let him open his eyes.
He wanted to cares her hair like a dense waterfall, but least he could do was to smell her fragrance whenever she used to pass by ,
He wanted to hold her hands and feel it but it made his heart pop out whenever she placed her hands on his shoulders.
Feeling her rose petal lips was his dream though ,
but he couldn't even talk to her properly and only admire them whenever she used to utter some melody from them.
She was special obviously, but the fear of losing those daily short glimpses and moments of conversations made him recede.
He felt happy , weirdly upset and also in a dilemma because she had struck him like a lightening.

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