i knew exactly
when i read
whatever written on it
she was talking about you
and to know that excerpt of long lost tale
exist between you and her
i felt numb, almost senseless
it wasn't unexpected
or i didn't see this coming
it fall somewhere in between
maybe if she wasn't so tacky
and so called different in the first place
i am at utmost happy that you were part of hers
as how she's been portraying it
words fall one by one, next to each other
almost perfect in imperfection
maybe if the scene was different that very day
in which her path and mine crossed
intertwined with complicated misunderstanding
i wouldn't go through hers and ended up doing such a tricky horrendous online work
maybe this was just
how my defense mechanism inflicted
maybe this happen
because you were in my story
as well
