Heading towards home,
I ran into you;
And the breeze that swept your hair,
Made me see your face.
I wanted to apologize,
As you gathered the fruits;
But lost were the words,
That had kept me on my toes.
You looked rather annoyed,
As I kept on staring;
No apology, no support,
With just a creepy looking face.
As you stood up,
My eyes followed you;
Walking away you said,
“Too many idiots in this queue!”
I watched you go away,
Fading away in the horizon;
I still wanted to speak,
But lost those words in the sun.
-Siddarth
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