The walk across the field

by Shreya

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.