In some corner of my heart;
There is a fume of getting burnt.
Where is the flame?
Who is that dame?
I am his love.
My life, I am ready to give.
She is after all a flame?
It is destined to be put off after the game.
Then, why is this jealousy?
I am a victim of fallacy.
There is no ‘another’ woman.
This is bound to happen.
Handsome that he is!
Target of all pair of eyes!
Rumors thrive on his morals.
Our life is put to tests and trials.
My trust is shaken.
My love-instilled- confidence does weaken.
Head wins the toss.
It helps heart review the case.
Heart realizes the suspicion is baseless.
For no reason, nights went sleepless.
Head and heart meet.
I give them a treat!
I say sorry.
Hubby darling says ‘don’t worry, my beauty’.
I am handsome?!
Problems are bound to come?!
Keep your confidence and trust intact.
I was yours; I am yours; I will be only yours; is the sweetest fact.
 
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