The walk across the field
As I was walking across the field
I realised the sunlight was so soft.
So, as you were walking beside me
I kept observing you-
the little expressions which
maybe indicated something.
You were looking at the ground;
occasionally looking at me
smiling all the damn time.
Honestly, I did not want the path to end
neither did I want to know what it was
because it’d been ages since I felt that way
and I did not want to let that feeling go.
And you know what?
I looked up at the sky,
and the silver lining of the clouds never looked so clear.