Lemon Yellow.

My eyes were searching for him desperately,
I was running everywhere breathlessly,
Hunting every room, for him, maniacally,
The complexity of finding him was getting O(n!) ostensibly,
And then, it was the moment when I saw him eventually,
He was lolling on his bed dexterously,
He wore a lemon yellow shirt zestfully,
I was watching him serenely,
But he wasn’t aware of it grievously,
He was on a phone call with her ecstatically,
The tears rolled down my eyes intensely,
I was standing there helplessly,
And the next thing I heard was cacophony, undoubtedly,
It was 5 a.m. incidentally,
I turned off my alarm, and sat quietly,
Thinking on what earth anyone wears lemon yellow?? silly