Lying under the stars!

Lying under the stars at night,
I wish, it was you besides me,
& not this amazing stranger,
who traveled miles,
just to be with me...

I can see that he likes me,
but I keep thinking,
how would things be,
if it were you -

How you would look me up
with your eyes,
assuming that you do it,
without me knowing...

I keep on thinking,
if this would have happened with you, 
what jokes you would have cracked,
which moments would have made you happy,
& I know for sure, 
the pasta wouldn't have burnt- if it were you cooking...

I keep thinking,
how comfortable things would have been,
had we given us a chance..

We haven't been together in a way that's acceptable,
but I still know your every scar,
your every habit,
your every nightmare
& your every comfort...

But lying under the stars,
with this amazing stranger,
I realize,
He seems to want to know those things about me-
my dreams, my fears,
my discomforts & my muses..
Something you never bothered to care about..

And I laugh at the irony
the stars are listening to,
the stars are a witness to...

Lying under the stars,
with an amazing stranger,
I look up to them & 
silently hope,
I am making the right call,
as I turnover & kiss him...

Lying under the stars!