I was cleaning my wardrobe yesterday when I stumbled upon some old photographs, from the days when digital cameras were unheard of and photos had to be washed before you could see what you had clicked. My heart once again skipped a beat on seeing Him smiling out of that picture. The last time when my heart had missed beats was when I had seen Him for the first time. The picture made me walk down the memory lane. I vividly remember he was wearing a white shirt, my favorite color, and looked way too cool. We both were attending a common social function. I was too shy to approach Him. The most I could do was find out about his identity and wait for Him to notice me. I have been waiting ever since. The next few times that we happened to cross each other didn’t pave a better way and I simply kept missing beats on seeing Him around. Its been ages since I last thought of Him. And I am surprised to know he still makes my heart have premature ventricular contractions!!
Do you also miss beats sometimes??
Now you know going to the doctor wont help you!!
Oh, My heart skips a beat, when you walk down the street...
Well, I did a double take the day i met you,
My heart turned a flip as I stood next to you.
And I knew right there I never could forget you,
For you are my every dream come true!!
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