Her Secret Love

I was boiling with rage,

My veins about to explode,

Cursing in mind the person behind it,

Mentally picturing the fierce argument.

 

He walks in cool-headed,

With a ready-made joke of his,

And the next thing I know,

Is the tears pouring out,

Not due to anger, but laughter.

 

I hate the stupidity over his head,

Only that I secretly love him!

….Sara