Closed book
Walked alone through a crowded street. He was the one who danced to his own beat. He never really needed music to define how he was feeling But there came a day where nothing seemed appealing Except for a lady who had her hair down Pretty eyes. Who dressed in an elegant gown. He wasn't ordinary himself but walked past her like he didn't exist . He was scared of the impression he'd put up. "She wouldn't like you" his mind would insist. But courageous enough, he worked his charm To his surprise, his heart remained unharmed. He thought he was blessed to have found the appropriate woman He finally felt something. Something insane. Something human. Curiosity inside him wanted to know more about her But as he learnt everything else went blur He had to realize she was a closed book Sparkle in her eyes vanished with every look. He was pretty much scared of where things were heading He no...