She is my lifeline,
If Iam with her, Iam all fine.
If I am the ship, she is my mast.
But sadly, now this is all our past!
We stayed together, fought with each other,
We bitched together, and pulled each other out of the gutter.
But it's all about the past,
And, the past was really vast!
Words couldn't justify my love for her,
I understood her, just like her mother.
We played pranks on people together,
We flocked like birds with the same feather!
But it's all about the past,
And, the past was really vast!
Being in our 'comfort zone' was all we craved,
Throwing out unwanted people, like the unwanted hair we shaved.
Attachments and emotions were not in our dictionary,
Our friendship turned out to be revolutionary!
But it's all about the past,
And, the past was really vast!
We never forced each other for calls or hangouts,
Clashes among us could easily work out.
But this wasn't the case, any more,
Her dark nature appeared from the core!
But now, it's all about the past,
because what happened today, was aghast!
Why was she being so fake, today ?
Or maybe it's just a bad day?
Oh! I wish it was just a bad day,
But, the truth was served to me on a tray!
Realisation of falsity freaked me out,
Felt like I am the mosquito and she used 'All-out'.
I mourned in the funeral of trust and love,
Washed my hands and wore the glove.
Wishing to not see anybody fake,
'Cos I am happy staying alone like the frog in the lake!
