Delusion in Romane -
I never got butterflies around you.
My heart did not skip a beat, my heartbeats paced.
Only in response to the escalating closeness.
I could simply breathe, feel you breathe.
No sound, No flutter, no butterfly.
My first kiss gave me goosebumps.
I had the strangest feeling of excitement.
Until i learnt it was my senses waking up in revolt.
I was not where i was meant to be. Unlike–
Unlike, when i was with you. Not even a word.
Silence felt loud, your touch so careful.
Your genuineness; sincerity of the situation.
The break of dawn shone light on the purity of intension. It wasn’t lust.
What gives me the right to speak on your behalf?
How naive and gulible am i? To romanticize a man’s intensions–
How somewhere, the confidence and comfort in your touch left me speechless, lost in your eyes.
Look at me. Will you please. Just once again.
You said my eyes had a pull, you struggled against.
Smile, will you please, as we kiss, once again.
I wonder, would i feel butterflies then?
How could a stranger feel so comforting.
A concept out of my box of logic.
How could you feel so right, when i know nothing of you at all, and yet enough to be there–
Is this a delusion in romance? to know everything, yet almost nothing at all.
How could everything fit into such a short time span.
My mind is blown away by this short romance we had!
