He was a wanderer, she would stay put
She wore stilettos, he would walk barefoot
He flew like a bird, she owned the ground
He loved music, she loved his heartbeats sound
He was never really ready for her, and she always wished for him upon the stars
Letting her heart fly to him, only to have him lock it away in a jar
He was the entire ocean, but she was the shore
He would travel to see the world, for her, it was only him, she had eyes for
All he wanted was to fly, just fly far away
Poor her, for without him she couldn’t imagine another day
All she wanted was, for him to fall for her, even though last but not the least
Who could have imagined, such a tragic story, when the beauty fell in love with the beast.
-Akanksha Gulia
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