My Seasonal Love!
My Seasonal Love!
My seasonal love is a devil’s trap; guys don’t fall for me.
I may be your masterpiece but I am a curator; so I want you all for me.
I know I look like the one you are looking for since you were born.
But trust me in my heart I have never found fairy tale and unicorn.
When I am a secret you find my post candid and caption classy.
When I am an open book you see my personality random and life messy.
Some of you want to try your hands; some of you want to try your luck.
But tell me in your persistent tries, why should I get stuck?
In the darkroom of your naughty talks, I am looking for tiny ventilation of conversation.
But when I don’t find one, I wear a sassy smile to deal with the situation.
You know about my feminine obsession for window shopping and still blame me for not stopping by.
When I start living in you, your commitment-phobic genes pledge to cry.
I enjoy a cocktail like you all do and suck at making genuine choices but it is fun.
The world doesn’t give a shit but sees ME as a culprit who always hit and run.
So the tricky question is......
Am I the special one to go on a date with?
Or Am I the bitch strongly recommended not to pick?
The feminine side of my soul wants to know the truth!
MY SEASONAL LOVE ........LEAVE OR CHOOSE!