Why does everyone
talk about
him and her,
being together
and getting the
perfect clout?
And no one
talks about
she and her,
him and his.
'She' felt butterflies
in her stomach
when she
first saw 'her',
'He' felt his
heart skip a beat
with a glance
of the 'guy' sitting
in his back seat.
Wasn't this love
so perfect?
Just like him and her,
they are also perfect together.
Love isn't about
a boy or a girl,
it's the soul
which should be
beautiful inside out.
Written By - Arshiya Kishore
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