I found love in the most amazing place.
Where there was no peace but thunderstorm.
Making me linger my past and wanting my present more and more.
No there was nothing to cherish about it.
A bird was asked to leave her nest,
celebrating all those years of togetherness.
Stunned as there was happiness in faces I never saw before.
My parents said it’s a part of loving my darling,
but why didn’t it touch like it.
Like the air that touches my face the way, it feels like bussing.
Why didn’t I feel that crave for pleasure?
Maybe arrange marriages are just about knowing each other.