There were many I saw,
Namely from TVs, Newspaper, Mags and of course life itself,
Many to choose from,
Yet out of that many,
One stood out,
And that was you,
Instantly I denied it,
Even asked myself a million whys,
And carried on the denial,
It wasn't about your looks,
your intelligence,
Nor the goodness of your heart,
After all doesn't beauty lie in the eyes of the beholder,
I carried on denying knowing that you'll never even like me,
I saw the wall, touched it gently,
And left it alone,
So I ended bottling my feeling with a well secured seal,
Cherishing all the tiny and quiet moments with you,
Like a Cloud, I'll just pass,
And never stay.