Walking down the aisle, hand on hand,
Playing with your hairs and leaving trails on sand.
But the time passes by so fast,
I wish these moments would last.
The valentine's week began,
And i still dont know about any plan.
I have no idea as this is the first time,
And with that my poems began to rhyme.
This time cupid had shot really hard,
And i fell just like the house of cards.
Those moments were definitely bliss,
And are something which i would miss.
When you look straight into my eyes,
Out of nowhere i could feel those butterflies.
All those poems and the proses were on you,
But still i could never say that I love you.