A Glance

Posted By ऋचा प्रभुदेसाय | 07 February 2016 18:35 IST

On a sunny Friday morning 

They stole glances at a library 

They held the other's favorite author 

But spoke not a word 

And walked home silently 

'Perfect' is all they thought 

 

On a cloudy Sunday afternoon 

They met again at the library 

They liked the same books 

And the same movies 

They exchanged numbers 

And walked home with a smile 

 

On a stormy Monday evening 

They fought 

As opinions clashed 

They went home sobbing 

And that was that 

They were just as different 

As they were similar 

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