A book worm boy,
and street smart girl,
a twinkle in her eye,
turned into a smile,
began to share,
nights grew longer for conversations,
figured the likes & dislikes,
Argued like hell,
and fought every other second,
made no friends all this while,
Time was for only him,
and he was never for her,
it got awkward,
she wanted to be free,
he agreed like a gentlemen,
and still were friends,
with diluting trust,
things went ugly,
only leaving....
A drop in her eye!
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
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