Love is life.
Life, they say, is not fair.
Is love fair?
Let’s work it out together
You love someone so much that
your day is incomplete without him
You think about him every
second of every day
You want to pick the phone and
call him almost every hour
When you speak with him, your
day is just splendid and everyone around can see
When you get to spend time
together,
Your whole world is made just
perfect
He is the first that comes to
mind
When there is any news, good
or bad!
Everyone around, friends and
foes alike,
Know his status in your life
That’s because you wouldn’t
stop talking about him
Directly, or indirectly
You dress gorgeously, carry
yourself with charisma
With the hope that you may
come across him by ‘chance’
You would do anything to be
with him
But guess what!
He likes it when you call, but
would barely think about calling you
He likes it when he sees you,
but he wouldn’t make effort to
He probably says hi only if
you say hello first
You are the last person to
know what’s going on in his life
Good or bad, because he
doesn’t remember to tell you
Oh wait; he calls or says
hello first
When he needs something or
wants a piece of information.
He does some things once in a
while though, that makes you go crazy,
Then you think he loves you
Yes he does, probably, but you
are not just the first in his life
He is probably nice and kind
but only when you demand it
We can go on and on…
You love him, he loves you;
But it’s not just the same-
and it’s very frustrating
Now, here’s a twist to our
story:
There’s a second guy in the
picture-
Let’s put him in your shoes,
and you- well in the first guy’s shoes;
He cares so much, but you only
say hi when he says hello
Are you being paid back in
your own coin?
This guy has a girl who’s all
over him, whom by the way, he barely notices
Can we say, that what goes
around comes around?
Sincerely, I don’t know
But that chain, it seems
continuous and unending
It sort of reminds me of God’s
love;
He loves us so much and yet,
We place him after ourselves,
someone else, or something else.
Think, about it.
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