This is a story that starts with an end.
Neither I nor she could comprehend
The meanings of simple words written
This resulted in the end of my fragile relation
I always wanted her to understand
That we were not made to blend
The same type of story she had penned
But both of us knew it was more than just friends
It wasn’t long when the inflection began
Tables turned so quickly leaving my trust with a dent
There was nothing I could do but to defend
And here we were again together after some amendments
I don’t know where the beginning stands
But I think it started before the letters that I sent
Immature thought s, humor that just won’t offend
My intimacy strengthening as the time went.
This was the feeling I couldn’t apprehend
But cherish the memories of those days that I spent
It was an exhilarating journey of split seconds
I can still feel her in everything that is present.
Iftikhar Ahmed
Big Foot 