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