I know sometimes those words breaks our emotional walls,
Sometimes you are right, sometimes my points are left
sided, unacceptable to a right hander,
sometimes I misunderstand your jokes,
Sometimes you misinterpret my mood,
But I realise we go through a lot because we are connected via unseen
emotional cords.
We smile, we laugh, we share,
we kick stones together but it feels like foam,
And sometimes we jump and fall on styro-foam
But in the end it hurts like we landed on broken bottles,
That's the irony of what we share, that's one of the misadventures of
that thing called Love.
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