• prashant010896 5w

    I was sitting on the last bench, inside my little bubble,
    She came in through the door, I knew it was trouble.
    The moment I saw her, I sat there curled,
    Cause I'm the kind of guy who likes to stay in his world.
    My world had been popped, popped and popped again,
    People always using me, looking for something to gain.
    But you see, she was different, I knew it in my bones,
    She wasn't planning to burst me with her stones.
    She came to me and said a sweet "Hi !!"
    But I couldn't speak cause I'm shy little guy.
    Slowly but surely, we came closer,
    Putting my arms around, to hold her.
    Our worlds, hers and mine, were made of the same solution,
    She was the one, that was my conclusion.
    Her bubble was the one I wanted mine to merge with,
    Together a new world, full of happiness we would smith.
    ©prashant010896

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    My Little Bubble

    I was sitting on the last bench, inside my little bubble,
    She came in through the door, I knew it was trouble.
    ©prashant010896