After so many thoughts and many nights of thinking, I found myself where nothing else seems to be logical. When a picture of cheery blossom makes you think of dancing in rain of those petals, Where Moon is your goal, Not to reach there, but to imagine your beloved in that full moon...
When his face seems to be the glorious view of moon and a fine mole on the upper lips seems to be the spots of the luna. When you start finding him in search of yourself.
In short, A time period when logic is illogical itself.
So at this time, The world will think that love at such age is not possible, But my world was the imagination that I used to make and everything is ironically possible according to me.
Meeting him every morning and a pleasent handshake was all I wanted. Just a moment spent with him was like a year spent. But is it really possible to show your love to one who don't feel the same for you?
Yes it is, But the question I had was, How?
But how I used to spend my day was going to school, looking at my moon in morning, getting burnt after seeing him with anyone else and at last complete my daily tasks and looking forward for a good goodbye.
Every new passing day was teaching me what's love
and why is love and why the hell I am in love with him...
Just passing some activities periods sitting alone in one corner that some day he'll approach me and ask me, "Hey, What's going on..?!".
But as every movie shows, nothing happened. But I never loosed my hope because I once read a poetry written by a legendary poet stating that "Till when will the fire burn..."
Just this one line fills me up with courage and supports my journey ahead.