Your school-crush in a
Friend's marriage.
A three-year-old kid in her
Hand.
The tension in the air.
Jealousy seeping through
Your eyes-
You laugh through all
The tantrums that come
Your way.
Upon that, others pass
On her kid to you.
After everyone failed
To cheer up his grumpy
Mood. He sits quietly
With you.
A weird sense of
Attachment gets to you.
A feeling that, the kid could
Have been yours if things
Could have worked out,
Lingers in you.
Before you pass him to her,
You squeeze his cheeks
Hard till he cries.
She gives you a nasty look.
And you smile.
That weird sense of
Satisfaction you got-
Unrequited love has its way
Of getting at you.