Thursday, 12 September 2024

A Secret Between Us

As professor sings lullabies for you,
You lean on my shoulder, sleepyhead, what am I to do?
You're dreaming of grades, and academic fame,
But for now, just sleep, and I'll hold the blame!

As the professor’s voice flows like a river’s stream,
Your left hand catches each word like a soft dream,
My right hand traces the thoughts in a gentle gleam.
We sit on the last bench, side by side in our space,
Our other hands holding each other, a secret between us,
In the stillness of the classroom, your touch speaks loud,
A silent promise of love, a quiet vow without a sound.

I remember the nights I hesitated to hit send,
Wondering if you’d made it home safe.
I typed, “Did you reach home safely?”
And “Text me when you get back,”
Only to delete it, too nervous to send.
But then you texted me the same message,
“Text me when you get back home.”
Your words mirrored mine,
Giving me hope and a sign,
That our feelings were on the same page.
You never named what we have,
But I can still feel your love,
By your touch, stare, and care,
And in the feelings that we share.

And I asked you to give a chance to a girl hitting on you,
But you looked at me and said, “I’d rather give us a shot.”
Your words hit differently, it was clear to see
That you're feeling this too, and it's meant to be.
And it left me thinking about where we could go from here
And I am trying to make sense of it all, and calm my deepest fear.

We both loved the same dream, and it was tough to pursue,
We were brave enough to work hard and make it through.
Through the struggles and mess, we faced it as one,
Helping each other heal, till the tough times were done.
Finding comfort and strength, till the doubts were gone.
In the middle of all that chaos, we found something real,
A love that was the best deal,
As our hearts forever seal.

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