Infatuation

It’s rather fast than slow,
It’s rather hard than easy,
It’s rather painful than anything,
Your walking into my like, was little like of these things.

In an instant, I lost myself,
In an instant, I got drained,
In an instant, you looked at me,
In an instant, I dreamt my whole life with you.

I saw myself with you in my head,
I didn’t see anything else,
I wanted everything with you in my life,
But, I just saw you for the first time.

I wanted to kiss those lips,
Run my fingers through those hair,
Hug you, hold you in my arms,
Hold hands, sit together and spend time talking.

Stupid but true, this was the situation,
Stupid but true, more was the frustration,
Stupid but true, it was my summation,
But, true, it was, was my Infatuation.
© Ashraf Shaikh