It could have been us

Celebrating 10th month’s anniversary;

Not that it’s a complaint,

But a reminder in a bragging tone.

 

It could have been us

Laying on a 2m hostel single bed;

Fighting for one pillow,

In a cold night of July.

 

It could have been us

Playing basketball Sunday evening;

On a rough outdoor court,

With rules of our own.

 

It could have been us

Exchanging jerseys on sun dawn;

Watching the sunset,

Talking dirty in love language.

 

It could have been us

If not for your boldness;

That intimidates my manhood,

Pushing me into loving a stranger.