Quarantined with the boy of my dreams

My drawer is filled with diaries
All the pages talk about you babe
Some have those heart-shaped drawings
Some have your initials on a random space on the page

You have seen me dance while writing
You have seen me naked while cooking
You have seen me crying while sleeping
Free-spirited darlings

I still cannot forget that message you dropped me
Begging me to come stay with you for a while
You said, Pack your warm clothes and just take the flight babe!
I cannot wait to squeeze your face in my palm

Now I am all about you, boy
Now I am all about you, babe
Now I am all about being childlike with you
Free-spirited darlings

I wonder what you will do
When I will be writing poetries about the new country and my favourite person in my diary
Will you be bored or will you go get a surprise pineapple pastry in the meantime
My mother tells me, It’s all about loving and being loved.

How will it be like to be together
Will the love worsen
Or will it grow stronger than ever
Will we make sandwiches together or
Will we wrap ourselves in a blanket
And spend nights inside, kissing, swapping sides,
Warming each other

How will it be like to be together
On some days, you will be called to office
I will try to finish my office work faster on those days
I am a bad cook but I have this craving
To surprise you with delicious warm food
Will you like it or
Will we end up laughing about it years later
When you tell me how I sucked at it

How will it be like to be together
Will you enjoy my favourite playlist
Or will it annoy you for a while
I’d say, Let’s dance to Bollywood and lose ourselves that night
And then
Let’s bring our tender bodies closer
Just the way they adore each other

How will it be like to be together
Will we able to work together
Seems foreign to me but we will figure it out
If it bothers us, can we make a hot cup of chai
And stand at the balcony and converse about it
Like two mature lovers

Now I am all about you, boy
Now I am all about you, babe
Now I am all about being childlike with you
Free-spirited darlings

When I start packing to come back home
Will you hug me close and whisper in my ear,
Stay. I would like to be quarantined with the girl of my dreams
Will you propose to me in the most dramatic way
By hugging me when we are naked
And mysteriously drawing letters on my back with your fingers
Letters that say, Baby, I want to love you forever.