heart burn

It grew larger and larger day by day. The love. The discrete looks and touches which grew to a point it wasn’t very discrete. She knew it was forbidden and her love had to be bed ridden. Paralyzed, wanting and yearning to feel the breath of fresh young first love. But no, her heart kept beating for him, but never for him, at least that’s what she thought. The bottled up feelings, the unspoken words and whispers, the 2000 word letters which meant nothing but an evidence of their 6 year friendship for him. But for her, they secretly screamed the words “I love you.” Yet while he was suffocated by oblivion, her mind unleashed the oblivious controlling her nerves in a way she didn’t wish for. She cried without a single tear on her face, her heart burning as it sprinted towards his heart to catch up with his. But the ropes were too tight, too strong. Too strong for her to break through.