There was this girl. .
   Living her life in peace. ..
      There was she,her books and poetry. .
             Then a boy came. ...
                   And swept her off her feet. .

Maybe she was looking for a friend.
Didn't wanted to complicate what could've been a simple to an extent.
She didn't realise that life doesn't work that way,
Whenever you think you have it under control.
It will ****** it away. .

It wasn't her life she was living. .
Don't know when but she started believing. .
The boy wasn't a part of the plan..
Those feeling couldn't be a part of her plan..

Manipulated and justified action..
Suppressed and false reactions. .
Then it changed drastically. .
She was baffled basically. .
But what could've been done about it? .
She was the one who didn't do anything about it.

Now,she is back..
living her life in peace. .
Where there's she,her books and poetry.
Does it matter? ..
That there are pieces where her heart should've beat. .
It was a borrowed life. . Never her's. .
Still. ..loosing it does hurt.