Waking up to a new day is fun,
But waking up without you burns.
I am so attached to you like the trigger of a gun,
But you are not aware, why I can’t call you ‘hun.’
I do everything to draw your attention;
Still, I’ve not succeeded.
I am trying hard to be your distraction,
Hoping someday that my love for you would be reciprocated.
Even though we are friends,
I wish this relationship ends,
Starting with a new one—
that which would make us one.
I confess that I am in love with you,
But the confession resides in me.
I hope you propose to me,
While I tell you, ‘Yes, I do.’