Posting a short, after a long time!
She knew, and also that he knew it.
He knew, and also that she knew it.
Neither of them wanted to each other, tell it.
It wasn’t ego. Nor a blind skepticism.
Nor a false hope in destiny.
But just didn’t want to tell.
He spoke about false crushes.
And she spoke too, her awesome cock-and-bulls.
Neither did they plan, nor did they worry.
Good friends were they, for long.
Where did the love come from, knew neither him, nor her.
Was it really love? Came this doubt never!
Their laughters increased, and their confessions too,
Except that one, but does it really matter.
Because she knew and he knew too.