Who Would Have Guessed?

You had her figured out?

On what basis?

 

You mostly see her with her head in the book,

And when not,

Her eyes are always studying the ground.

 

How can you know where she hides,

When you have never looked inside those eyes?

 

You treat her like everybody else does,

A bookworm, a nerd, a little nobody.

 

You hide it from the world,

But in that heart of yours, 

You carry a soft spot for her.

 

You haven’t figured it out why

Maybe it’s because she is not the only one in hiding

 

In your effort to be a part of this world,

You are ignoring the most significant piece of your life.

 

Who said you can’t be together, just because you aren’t alike.

Who said a guy like you and a girl like her can’t be together.

 

The world is gonna say things,

People are gonna disapprove,

But that’s what they do.

 

Your heart is telling you to take a chance.

But you are in doubt,

What if it is not a two way thing?

 

You get your answer fast,

When she raises her head

And your eyes meet hers

 

Holding each other gaze,

You enter each other’s worlds,

 

She is a not all that you thought she was,

And you are not all that you pretend to be.

 

Who would have guessed,

You will find your safe place in her.

Who would have guessed,

She will find her savior in you.

 

Who would have guessed,

You two are the missing pieces of the same picture.

 

Who would have guessed???

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This is totally fictional. 😉

 I don’t know where it came from, maybe a side-affect of the book I have been reading. 😛

But it makes a good story. Don’t you think?

– aak92

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A Conflicted Contradiction

She is no longer a girl, not yet a woman.

She tries to be a jolly person but seriousness is what her personality is made of.

She wants to be fearless, but somehow the scared part always jumps out.

She can be lazy, yet pretty ambitious.

She can be cautious, still doesn’t forget to live to the fullest.

She doesn’t like herself, still she loves the qualities she possess.

She pretends like she doesn’t care, but in reality, she always does.

She desires for a chance to shine, but always pulls back the moment it happens.

She is a mess, but got a tidy nature.

She thinks she has figured out herself, still she gets surprised by the girl she has become.

She is what you call a clashed paradox, a disputed irony.

She is one conflicted contradiction.

– aak92

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