Sometimes a warm smile and nod,
Sometimes a silent and sweet hai,
Had been their way to greet,
Not forgetting to end with a bye.

'He seems to be nice',
Was what she thought,
'She is so good',
Was what he thought.

I wish I could talk,
But, how do I start,
What will I talk,
Had been their confusing part.

Knowing they would always hesitate,
Destiny decided to help,
On a boring lecture day,
They had taken their first step.