I Am Not An Emotional Person. Poem by Srishty Shaleen

I am not an emotional person,
yet when i see my mummy and daddy waving me good-bye
my breath gets caught in my throat and um unable to speak throughout my check-in procedure.

I am an not an emotional person,
yet i trip, and see rainbows and stars going around my head at the remotest sensation of love.

I am not an emotional person,
yet that soppy-love scene in a painfully romantic movie, gets me sniffing and looking around for a tissue.

I am not an emotional person,
yet i often find myself at garrish places where i have no intention of being, but see the beaming face of the person next to me, and decide, what the hell, anyway.!

I am not an emotional person,
yet i know love would come from any corner, any minute now.

I am not an emotional person,
yet i check my inbox for any special texts from from people who meant something at some point of time, before i empty it entirely.


I am not an emotional person,
'cause when after the last glimpse of my mom, i look up at the ceiling so that the tears can go right back to where they came from, and not roll down my cheeks.

I am not an emotional person,
'cause when that rainbow bubble shattters, i know life goes on, and I've been there before anyway.

I am not an emotional person,
'cause after that movie ends, I write a poem about it, and decide its a movie afterall..

I am not an emotional person,
'cause the beaming face of the person next to me, doesnt exactly make me smile if the place is suffocating my guts.

I am not an emotional person,
'cause when i come to yet another lonely bend in my life, i know that someone, somewhere, hasn't found me either.

I am not an emotional person,
'cause when I realize i have 981 texts in my inbox to go through, i go ahead and delet 'em anyway.

I am not an emotional person.
(or am I?)