Our Love Story

I don't know to wear beautiful clothes, 

I don't know to wear high-heeled shoes, 

I don't know to sing and dance, 

I don't know to flirt and kiss, 

But what I know is that I love you –

I love you like Rose loved Jack during their travel on the Titanic

So, will you be my Jack? 

I am waiting, waiting, and waiting

For your reply. 

It's 5 am and still, I don't find you texting me back, 

It's 8 am and I see two blue ticks but no reply. 

Oh! Reply me back boy! Don't just run away – thinks my mind;

I have been awake the whole night:

Waiting just for your reply. 

It's 8 pm and I heard a "Ting!" on my phone but that was not his reply, 

It was my mom's: //Bring vegetables while you return// – said the message. 

It's 10pm: I am on my bed after dinner, 

And there's another "Ting!" on my phone. 

It was his reply, a reply from him: after 24 hours ;

It was a massive reply –

//You are imperfectly perfect and awkwardly beautiful, 

And yes, I will be your Jack, 

Thus, will you be my Rose?// – said his reply. 

And I cried, I cried till my pillow was drenched with the tears of my euphoria. 

So now I am his Rose, 

He is my Jack, 

And that's how we boarded on the Titanic of our love story.