CHARGING MY MOBILE

CHARGING MY MOBILE 

It was a beautiful excuse to sneak to your room in the middle of the night..... It was a beautiful excuse to hold my mobile by my hands removing the slippers from my feet while going upstairs to your room.....   It was a beautiful excuse every time I walked the stairs there was this urge to have you near me but without your hands on them..... It was a beautiful excuse like I'm giving you what you want with no effort...It was a beautiful excuse you never questioned it like you know that's what I want without asking but I had other plans.....It was a beautiful excuse that served your needs simply by charging my mobile..... It was a beautiful excuse the more I step downstairs the more I feel empty from inside..... It was a beautiful excuse I don't know but there was this drive that kept me going to you..... It was a beautiful excuse while charging my mobile sitting at the corner of your bed so I don't wake you up...... It was a beautiful excuse entering to your room while the lights were turned off so I didn't wake you up..... It was a beautiful excuse so nobody could question why I kept going in the middle of the night to charge my mobile..... It was a beautiful excuse to charge my mobile and speak with some friends on the mobile but yet scared I might wake you up..... It was a beautiful excuse I kept sitting at the corner of your bed leaning from my back it wasn't comfortable all this just to not interfere with your sleep......  It was a beautiful excuse I never wanted to go from your bed in the middle of the night but rather I wished my mobile took longer to charge so I could stay longer...It was a beautiful excuse every time I step downstairs I leave a piece of me with you...... It was a beautiful excuse when I put my head on the pillow I never slept peacefully because you made me feel always that it was not right but still, I kept coming to your room.....