Clock slowly ticking,
Avoiding gazes,
Atmosfere thicking
With tense that hasn't faded.
Annoyance,frustration,
Yet pranks and sour smiles,
Is it flirtation,
Or a part of your wiles?
You keep teasing me,
Ridicule and be jest,
As I reciprocate,
Trying my best
To decode your words,
Not to get flustered,
Because my heart can't afford
To become adjusted
To games so childish
Yet making me question
All your kindness,
Brief moments of affection.
My stomach filling
With nippy butterflies,
Unstoppable,reaching
Both heart and mind.
Helplessly dealing
With mood swings of yours,
As the answer I've been seeking
Knocks on our door.
Turns out you hide
The real you,
All the emotions inside-
The boy I always knew.
I know you better now,
Please stop pretending...
Will you ever avow?
Or will this lead to an ending?
Take a chance
And so will I,
We can create a romance-
Big dream of mine.
Now things may change greatly,
I'll get a little playful
Because baby,
I am turning tables.