I saw her glancing for someone,
secretly eyeing for a young man.
For a bunch of bees, it's an awful act,
but for me, there's no hesitation to knock—
At her door and then I stunned.
I take a look at her face,
No shocks neither doubts in her gaze.
We shared a moment but she talked less,
She wasn't acquiring a bliss, I guess.
I can't bear the silence so I asked,
"Why do you always look for him?"
with that, she weakened a smile.
An envelop was thrown in my face;
A picture of a young man with his girl.
Wait, I'm breathing heavily!
"You're lucky."
"He escaped the responsibility."
"It's because of you."
The moment was ruined by her vomit.
No! It can't be!
"I'm only 16 when I gave in."
Tears started to fall when I heard her words,
"He's the father of my child",
And that killed me.
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