Why so scared? Why so meek? Why so shy? Why so weak?
A small fleeting glance, a tentative peek, A tell-tale glow appeared on her cheek. She endeavoured to act coolly, to be super calm, To wipe off the moisture that had formed on her palm. But her cover was blown; she knew that he’d seen her, Her redness increased; the blushing got deeper. Why so scared? Why so meek? Why so shy? Why so weak? Her hand touched her face; she chewed on her lip,...Read On