I met Him

I met Him

I met him,
he was there
like a summer breeze,
brushing my hair.

I met him
our eyes met,
one smile after the other
our hearts leapt,
with sudden joy and satisfaction
they were filled.
He was there, the breeze too , was there.

I decided to turn around and leave
keeping it short and sweet,
saving myself from utter grief
due to Mr. I’m-so-hot's sudden, urgent leave.
but his stare had lingered me way too deep
that turning around would be the deadliest sin.

Hair blown by the wind,
eyes shining in the sun,
lazy smiles hanging on every child’s face,
leaping legs with it joy it brings
and I?

I met him!
my wind, my rain
my loss, my gain
my smile, my world.

He was right there and I naively thought,
to stay.
My smile grew wider and my hopes had no sky
and he saw it…how do I know?
he turned around and left ,but
oh well! At least I met him .