Going through my deserted road
I saw you waiting for a lift.
My car stopped.
And on that scorching summer noon,
You sat on the passenger seat.
For the first time I looked in your eyes
For a second.
And I saw gratitude.
Then time carried on our friendship,
Kept the flawless moments moving on.
Now today-
When you say those three words to me,
I again look into your eyes.
For seconds.
For minutes.
I see my world in them.
And when I say,
“I love you too”,
If you look back at mine,
For the briefest of time,
You will see the same gratitude.
You will know that I mean it.