the white stuff

in a roomful of people,
you're one of the few i noticed that day
is it because of the way you speak
or the way you present yourself
or maybe the way you dress
or the way your hair flops over your forhead...

the next few days went by in a blur
i was sneaking glances over you
looking at your shirt
your bag
you feet
you...

an event brought us together
to work on a project...
it started from there
the friendship
the closeness
the love...

and it will end there...
it will end coz of love...

why the hell did love come in the picture
why did it have to ruin everything
it was a perfect friendship
until love came...