Déjà vu or reality

When I first saw her,

She was smiling

Under the tree

In the shaded yellow street light.

Her face was camouflaged,

Her beauty was shadowed;

Her hair flowed down her shoulder-

Her eyes made me wonder.

I wondered till I next met her,

Was she real or my imagination.

A déjà vu of my dreams-

Or was she my invention.

But all of it was real,

As was she.

But I was in my dreams,

And I never made my plea.

I dared the world,

So did she;

I did like her,

But her, I could never infer.

Regularly did we meet,

Memories were made;

I lived in my dreams-

And she still lived in shade.

People tried to buy her,

I tried to borrow;

They used money and

I used sorrow.

In the end,

Everybody wants the same.

It is my mistake,

I didn't clear my stake.

My intentions are pure,

So is hers;

Purity rarely wins-

Good and evil are twins.

I could never approach,

Never will she;

Fear of losing her

Puts me in a back gear.

She did influence me,

So did a lot many;

But this time it was for real-

But who did ever know.

Pats in the back,

Splashes of water;

Quite a quarrel-

A bike ride and a flower.

"Do you trust me?"

And the dinner is served;

Half of this and half of that-

And I am always glad.

Frequent long walks,

Once a while an outing;

A messy day or two-

A lot of meaningless shouting.

Days passed by,

Months did follow;

No one did notice-

The true sacrifice.

Love or hate,

Nothing's on my fate;

Truth or lie-

Feelings never die.

What dies is the friendship,

What lives is ego;

If we ever fall in love,

I promise I will never let you go.