The Second Lead

Chapter 8

This love feels like a watercolour painting....just gone wrong

Me and you probably weren't even a great match

But as wise men say

Love is blind

I believed in it and fell for you

Now look who is suffering, funny ain't it?

Oh goodness ! why am I so pathetic,

Cant look at you guys without wetting my cheeks

I feel a burning rage within me,now tell me how to calm it

Your arm round her tiny waist ,engulfs her completely

You both are a great match

Only if you ever looked back at the person standing here,a few metres apart

Getting torn every second with each gesture of yours

Makes me feel like an outsider....

Well technically I guess I was always one?

~~~~End of chapter 8