Love-cocktail

So I take two minutes to get attached 

- thats my favourite mistake -To the wrong guy, preferably!

I don’t care how less we are matched

But I sit and think about him, too much, too long and too quickly!

I think a lot of Romantics go through this drama-tale

Of being a victim of Reverse Psychology

And we give them to sip on our Love-Cocktail

While they r running in our minds, incessantly.

Well! Talk about getting freakingly mushy =)

I have pictured his tall countenance smiling at me

Of the time when he stood there and heavens poured their love-rain-breeze

Disguising Cupid’s arrows on arrow-proof him and vulnerable Me.

And he spoke to the guy and I could not pull my eyes off his beauty

All the time, just wondering if its humanly possible to look so cute n sexy

And he is ignorant enough or modest much to say he looks ordinary

Or have all the world’s mirrors been lying to him for years continuously?

And I am helpless sitting here wondering

How can I be any less than a hopeless I am already

This love-cocktail is so serious and annoying.. Its crazy

I want this to pass.. and its not ready to leave me.

Its not love, that I am sure of.. maybe wrong attachment for now

Cant stop thinking.. and I wonder what is this stupid obsession all about?
and i am the girl who will one day lead the World
cant be wallowing in all this, cant be broken or hurt...

It’s not something serious, yet it acts like it is.. well maybe its just a phase

Or maybe it’s a game of finding who is better suited to taste that Love-cocktail.