So I asked her:

“You and me; were we meant to be?

Was I made for you?

Was it all a trick?

All the things I did,

Did you see me fit?

I could sit and make a list of all the promises and still ran out of space.

Was I a fool to fall again?

Fell once; more than twice:

But unfortunately I could do that again.”


I treated Her right – no lies

Always made sure I had no disguise.

Did all I could just to make her mine,

Even though there was that other guy.

She had to pick but she lied

She made me think I was the one.

I kept on bragging because I thought I had the rights

Now I’m left with no option than to look down and cry.


Tiptoeing along the edges of the boundary you put up.

Reliving the vertigo; the loss of balance from reminiscing.

Vertigo when I see you. 

But there is two sides to every story,

And I’m all ears,

I hope yours sounds convincing.







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