Baskadia

I wonder many times,

That where you are,

And who you are.

I think that how would you meet me,

Come to me like a prince riding a horse and take me away.

What would happen, when we meet,

Do we clash or fell in love at first sight or else,

Will we freeze like ice in a refrigerator.

Uff!😌This looks like an never ending wait, untill I met you.

I restrain myself to not to think about you,

But atlast, I can't help but wait for you, think about you,

And love you like there's never an end🥰😍!!!