Love has many forms....
The love of a sibling
She is pregnant..most of her clothes don’t fit her now…..
But among the few, that do fit her, she would take the best and send it over to me,
Saying that it fit her no more…..lying , ofcourse…
So I could have more variety to wear!!!!
The love of an ever-complaining wife
I love you so much,
And have so filled my life with you,
That sometimes I fail to recognize,
That there may be other things,
That you need to attend to…
I complain and try to seek your attention,
I taunt about a mistake done long back
and never ever repeated……
so your guilt might want you to spend some time with me….
But when I see other pressures mount on you,
Sorry for my foolishness…..