It Was Friendship, Not Love

The first crush of my life was an absolute charmer.
He made the lonely nights of my teenage years dreamy and warmer.
His first glance took away the beat of my heart.
I thought my romantic journey was going to start.
Towards the roads of passion, my heart drove.
But he declared it was friendship, not love.

I wondered how flames burn in a sweet, innocent heart.
When that special someone is near or apart.
His memories sear into the loneliness of endless nights, though,
But it hurts when the relationship carries a friendship tag, not love.

Moments fly in the company of a soul sometimes.

Feelings surge, and emotions deepen.
In the dusky evenings, with his memories, is my heart laden.
It beats slowly with the swiftness of the walk of a dove,
But the alarm rings again; it is just friendship, not love.

Lately, I refrain from developing feelings for anyone.
I think the Almighty has forgotten to create for me, that special someone.
My heart is shelved under infinite layers now.
Yet I managed to live, somehow.

So, what if I still miss the first crush of my life?

Finally, I realized deep down in my head.
A beautiful life still awaits ahead.
Hearts might break, hurt, and even be ripped apart by courtships.
For some unique souls, love is forbidden.
Destined for them are only friendships.


– By Hema.

https://blogbyhema.com/2021/04/22/they-were-passionately-in-love/

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5 thoughts on “It Was Friendship, Not Love”

  1. The flow of words, expression and inner feelings completely synchronized.

    Beautiful innocent heart weaves a artistic carpet to tread into a poetic world.

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