I sit under a green tree and think

I sit under a green tree and think,

She must be somewhere similar, sitting down.

I am missing her and her company badly.

The path below me is a peril, I cannot go down.

I wish I was with her, talking;

Knowing every secret and the stories she hides.

But destiny does not want this.

I am okay with its decision, but still I miss her eyes.

The sun is shining brightly, and the heat is hurting my legs.

I wonder if she feels the same pain.

The trees with brown fractured barks are standing erect.

I think her memory inside me is never going to drain.

Whenever I close my eyes, I see her smiling face.

I feel so good, but knowing that she can never be mine, I open my eyes.

I feel so lonely like a desert.

Now I look at the clouds, and imagine her goodbyes.

My mind is scribbling her name, her everything.

I want it to stop but it’s beyond my control.

For now my heart is controlling my mind.

My heart wants her heart, that’s its only goal.

I tell my heart to end this projection.

I tell it that I will try to fetch her heart.

I have made my decision so blindly.

Now my heart has stopped his madness, hoping to see her heart.