Tiny tales 5

Every night he would look at her picture, thinking what she must be doing,

does she think of him, does she even know him, does she feel how he feels,

questions he had no answers to, questions which kept him awake in her dreams.

Time to meet was close, yet still being separated by a  distance of thousand miles,

his heart already completing half the journey while his eyes still searching for her sight.

'Why oh lord, Why do I feel a huge rush of emotions for her? I do not know who she is, 

nor have I met her, yet it was like he knew her all his life,' questions he had no answers to,

but all he hoped was that one day he will get through, get through to find her on other side,

idea of her in his life, taking her hand and making her his bride.

All he knew was that he had already fallen in her love, stepping into the unknown,

perhaps some questions have no answers, some feelings have no explanations,

all he could do was pen down in words, his feelings, his emotions.

And as he held her picture near to his heart closing his eyes, all he could think of was her smile,

and he was ready , ready to again be awake while being lost in her dreams,  

while slowly but surely his heart covering in this journey towards her another mile.