Rachel asked me to marry her today.
But when I think of marriage,
I can only see and remember her face and name, Shanaya.
My 4th STD crush, my love at first sight.
My joy, my hope, and at the end of my tunnel, the light.
Before telling her how I felt,
On the last day of school, to her Dad did I tell
“Please ask Shanaya to wait for me.
One day I'll be back, and ask her to marry me.”
And then... I left.
Left, to make myself worthy of her.
Worthy of her love, her time, her beauty and her life.
But I moved so far and fast, I was sure she must have too.
And I guess it was okay for me to think like that too.
It's been 20 years now.
But before with Rachel I decide to take a vow
I think I should check on Shanaya somehow.
I flew down, drove down and after 6 long hours of wait,
I saw her with 2 beautiful kids, guess she found her mate.
And I flew back to Rachel before (again) it was too late.
…...
But as he left, Shanaya's sister walked in.
The kids ran up to her hugging & screaming "mumma",
Shanaya looked towards the gate,
And wondered if waiting for him forever would be her fate.
-SuVi
5.1.23
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