Nine
He had asked me out on a date today
"Restaurant I know,but not the time",I sigh.
So standing in the corridor, signaled him in class
He threw me a paper and we waved bye.
There was number six written on it ,I rush
To get ready quick and look beautiful to surprise.
I get there, wait until patience crossed the line,
Then angrily call him up when he doesn't show up..
Just to hear him say,"Baby,I meant nine!"
Copyright © Sadaf Syed | Year Posted 2013
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