on a saturday

The heart wants what it wants, even when we think it would be best to forget them.
I love your honesty, dimpy.

yaa agree with you Mary but some faces remain in our memories till the end of our lives... by being honest you don't have to remember things...that's why I like honesty..Well thanks :)

That is so true…
Have a splendid day.

Thank you mary n wishing you the same.. Hav a lovely night.. ;)

Obsession ends when the obsessed is replaced with a new human.  It's ironic how that works ...

i agree... and when someone continuously ignores you, then the feelings for that person start to fade away... N yaa I strongly believe that feelings are never stable.... Well thank you dear artist 🤠 ❤

The sting of unrequited love. I did feel a double entendre in the line in the last verse "I want to fight with him" which suggests an aggressive tussle in a bedroom or wherever else you wish yourself making love.  
 
You may find if in 10 yrs time and you are married to someone else you may look back and ask yourself what the fuss was about. (I am thinking you are in your 20s.) When I was in my late teens there was a girl in a village I knew from last year at secondary school I had a crush on that was initially strong on her part, I used to cycle there a certain day of week hoping to catch and talk to her, until she said she was tired of seeing me, she had moved on and already met her future husband. I moved on from that.

I liked your story, short and sweet... by the way I will complete 26 tomorrow. . and yes fighting with him means going to his office and asking him in a loud voice that "what was my fault??"  And yes, when someone ignores you and in the meantime if you find another person who takes care of you and understands your feelings, then you slowly start forgetting that first person...and in my opinion, person should keep moving forward, there is happiness in that...thank you ss for always reading me... :)

If he doesn’t know you’re in the waiting area how can he let you in his office …geez…  I recommend barging into the office or talking to him on the phone or sending him a text… if all that doesn’t work … take your scooter somewhere else … here I said my peace now I’ll be waiting to die

I am a positive person, that's why I didn't feel sad thinking why he made me sit in the guest room. We both met, that was the important thing... And we should love ourselves more than others, giving up your life for someone is a very stupid thing...

Wow, I love this piece.  I'm immediately endeared to your suffering, driving through the rain to see this man.  Must we always meet during office hours?  Shouldn't we have ice cream on Saturday at the park or spend time feeding pigeons at the fountain?  

Men love poems.  Write him one.

yaaa It is not necessary that we should meet in his office itself… by the way, I liked your suggestion of eatin ice cream and feeding the pigeons...

Love never dies it gets hotter.  Keep on writing.

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Thanks