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Naveen Tiwari Dec 2018
A girl loved a boy
But it was tiring.
He was there sometimes
But then he went hiding.


His mood was like weather
She never knew what to expect.
He was so complicted
She did not know how to connect.


Once she felt he was one step closer
But then She found herself two steps away.
Whatever she went forward with,
She always returned with dismay.


Seeing him happy with other girls,
Made her envy and dim.
She cursed god,
For why she was not the one for him.


He is like a puzzle,
She is dying to solve.
And she wouldn't stop
Even if it requires her to evolve.


He's a prince
But she's not a princess.
Time is very less,
And she's an equal mess.

— The End —