Between laughter and gentle hugs,
she hands you hatred and envy in a platter.
And screams above everything else,
and you promise yourself you won't turn out to be like her.
Between long conversations about life and love,
she springs out hurt and dissatisfaction.
And unhealed wounds  that leave scars and you promise again that you won't turn out to be like her.
Between braids and sweaty palms,
She gives you judgement and mistrust.
And silent tears that will haunt you forever and you promise once more that you won't turn out to be like her.
Between love and smiles,
You hand her hatred and envy in a platter.
And screams above everything else and you realize this time,
You turned out to be just like her.