Things were okay to them,
As they seemed to be.
They both had a common intention,
To let their minds free…
However, there was some glitch,
As it was a matter of trust.
A needy element in any relationship,
To keep it robust…
Both of them kept things within,
And kept going the conversation.
But deep down they were making,
A silent observation…
And then came an outcome,
Which wasn’t accurate.
As it turned out to,
Be a blind date…
The Discovered Writer 