It still feels like a few days before,
As I collect the nice thoughts galore.
How did this pleasant feeling start?
When did we learn to smarten the art?
The art of sharing words with eyes,
Hiding them behind the silent sighs.
The longing to see each other smile,
As we put our agonies to exile.
Nonsense talks covered the whole night,
Lack of sleep yet body felt alright.
Intentional brushing of hands when near,
Fondness of the dark of your untied hair.
The sudden plans for going out,
The corner seats cleared all doubt.
Journey from forehead to cheeks happened soon,
Also began the comparison with moon.
Occasional fights ended with funny faces,
Affection and care in warm embraces.
Splashing of water, soaking in the rain;
This childish ignorance was repeated again.
Marriage is just a mere confirmation,
Beyond perpetuity stands our relation.