The italics are used for the devil on her shoulder and the bold one is for the angel.
This is a touch of sarcasm that how our inner devil always pulls us down.
___________________________________I am not a great fan of pink
My favourite colour is black
Because it makes me look slimCome on girl! this is not the time to play
He will meet you in 20 minutes
At cafè coffee day
But I have to look nice
It's our first date
If there will be any contest of wrong- perception
You will slay
This is just a compensation
Because you fell on your fu*king faceAngel and the devil are sitting on my shoulder
Fighting to death
Just making me uncomfortable
I have enough now
Just leave me alone
Now that I have done my part
I am goneI wore a hoodie with a messy bun
Oh dang! I am late
Probably to our love story
This is the endI ran as fast as I could
When I reached there
He was waiting for me, probably in a good mood
He greeted me with a warm smile
Oh god, I am doomed
How he can be so adorable
I thought he would be angry
Am I too predictable?Like coffee dissolves in water
We blended with each other
And talked our hearts off
And now I definitely know
I am in lovethis is not a cheesy show
He was definitely enjoying our time with the wholeHaha! What a nice day
My worries are now; at bay.
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Love story
PoetryA beautiful love story, in the format of poetry Cuz I am tired of writing sad ones.