The Real place by Shreya Iyer

Defeated by her looks he was,
And in all his dreams there she was .
His quest was just to become a friend ,
And with a nervous hand he hit his first send.
Sitting on the balcony rail, there he was beginning a long long tale.
He wanted to have with her a conversensation
But all he ever got was moments of fleeting attention
The way she'd talk, the way she'd laugh
Never had he thought would create an impression that would forever last
Cute like a baby when angry she was
Everyone around her like a queen she bossed
All of her miens soared his heart's pace
Only in his dreams was for him her real place!!

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