It’s the rhythm in her hips as she moves,
It is the smiles worth a million sunshines,
She is the apple of my eyes,
The goddess of my dreams,
The Princess of my heart.

Dreams of kissing her tender lips came true,
An experience stained forever in my mind.
Romance is thy favorite topic.
From roses to chocolates.
Days were soulful and sweet.

Little did he know.
Feelings can deceive one at times…
Love is a very, very complicated thing.
Hit with its arrow!
A broke vessel he became.

First heartbreak, first slap of reality.
Why was I not warned by Mother about ‘love’?
Deceived by my own sentiments…
He had no choice but to man up!