From Hlww to Happyness
I still remember our first conversation;
"Hlwwww, cub balo lagse tomaka," you said.
"Heyloww, tnx!" I replied, turning completely red.
Your name was LoNeLy BoY,
And I was AngEl ToY,
And from the first day,
I knew we were made to be each other's joy.
"Kamon aso bbygurl?" you knocked me on day two.
You suggested I listen to some Momtaj,
You were too good to be true.
You told me you were 16 – just two years older to me,
And I started picturing how big our wedding will be –
There will be balloons and photographs,
And people and kachchi,
And I will be done with my exams – the one they call SSC.
We spent days and nights talking on phone,
"HE iz ma LyF," I told everyone.
Likes came in on our posts like crazy,
"Congr8s vya," they said,
"LUV Ma Pwincess," you replied.
Everything was going well but then we had a fight;
I told you to change your name to AngEl BoY
And you wanted my name to be LoNeLy ToY
I couldn't see anymore the future of us,
Listened all day to Momtaj's Local Bus.
You raised your fists and I jumped off a bed,
"I m miss bby sm rn irl," you wrote;
I can't even tell you how many tears I shed.
7 days passed and you knocked me,
"AngEl BoY" – you had changed your name finally.
I was happy, so were you, we video chatted too,
"Marriage shall happen," I declared,
"Ya lol," when you said, I knew happiness was true.