erase and rewind

So this is how it ends, 

with a backstory

a confidence

a kiss to the shoulder

while pondering the soulsucking vagaries of life

and love and girlie friendship

with cigarettes and adrakwali chai 

and khayali pulao.

Oh, to think what I gained on that machan

by losing what I never really had 

in the first place.

To A. - beautiful, edgy, sexily smart - I wish you courage and conviction

and the best of luck. Men are scum.