Every Now and Then

Every Now and Then

Gaurav Parab

Three tables away

Throwing glances my way

With diamonds and two Audis

Sits a woman and three Saudis

All I have is this out of ink pen

She still looks every now and then

I look like shit, so it couldn't be that

Maybe it is the angle where she sat?

Then I know, I fking know

I remind her of a boy who kissed real slow

And made her heart beat real fast

They clearly tried, it clearly didn't last

Maybe it did but the world gave a fck

Lucky lovers ran out of luck

Looks away, when I stare back

Returns to color from black and white