There was lie on her lips
And, sorrow in her eyes,
Her heart was filled,
While her hands trembled as it is..
Bidding goodbye was never her thing,

Though, she stood and ceased,
For all this time she knew,
Was just a tease…
She loathed on how he departed,
Such was her passion, for him…
There was a firestorm inside her, but, calm on her face…

Living on an idea about destiny,
Was just not righteous,
For she was aware, that she’d get astray,
Life has been a bit tough on her,
She just thought of it as love,
Not deceived but, yet not assured.. !