That is how she met him,
The tan face and body so slim,
Disliked him on the first meet
‘cuz he didn’t even ask her to take a seat.
Meeting him is now a habit,
She used to fear earlier like a rabbit,
Knowing him is the best thing now,
Whenever she meets him her heart says “WOW!!”
Being her support was his job.
‘cuz she used to cry, like on is the knob.
She calls him just a friend and not a boyfriend,
‘cuz she doesn’t likes to follow the trend…
Can’t hear a wrong thing about him,
She thinks of him more, when the lights go dim,
She knows it’s the purest form of love,
In front of him she feels like a dove.
Hating him was on her mind,
Loving him has now made her kind,
That is how she met him,
The tan face and body so slim.
The Chaotic Soul 