Victim...

she was fun

always looked happy and smiling

and so was I

but only when she was not around

every time she was there

I used to forget everything

even to smile

just stunned to admire her beauty

she liked to play pranks on me

and I was always her victim

I couldn't beware myself

not even a single time I remember

who was so talkative and full of life

becomes a stone statue before her

how could I...?

just the three words

never came out easy

I wish I could say but

wish is always a wish

one fine day

I don't know what made her sad

she stared at me quietly for some time

then she did something

that I couldn't do ever

she said 'I love you'

and I

I couldn't control my nerves

lost in some dreamy-land

couldn't believe my ears

and couldn't control my tears

but before she could see them

I heard more words

'hey, what happened,

I was just joking,

you're the first fool of april'

I smiled back in response

to hide the pain inside unbearable

she liked to play pranks on me

and I was always her victim

even this time she didn't spare me

even this time I couldn't beware myself

P.S. -- Well... I hope you understood that we should not make fun of others at least this way. But if you want to, then make sure you can afford it :-)

Thanks for reading.