She Is So Immature Poem by Anamika Das

I miss her cute smile,
I miss the way she was mine
only mine,
I miss those happy
days when we were on cloud nine,

She always brought up new ways to love me,
With stupid jokes, all the surprises,
The cards she made,
Her love so simply defined,

For the world she was totally a different person,
But only I got the joy to see her real side,
she was a scared soul, built up from courage outside,

People around me felt she is not the right,
"She is so immature, her demands are not right"
But I felt a relief when she hugged me tight.

They kept on repeating the same thing but with different lines,
I just got confused how should I define,
So I brought a solution a crazy one,
and ended it,
leaving her crying for nights,
Because now even I started feeling
"she is so immature, her demands are not right".

Now I ask myself were this stupid steps necessary to get uptight?
I miss her these days,
Even if she is immature and her demands are not right.

-Anamika Das