Every Now and Then
- Gaurav Parab
- Jan 5, 2018
- 1 min read

Three tables away
Throwing glances my way
With diamonds and two Audis
Sits a woman and three Saudis
All I have is this out of ink pen
She still looks every now and then
I look like shit, so it couldn't be that
Maybe it is the angle where she sat?
Then I know, I fking know
I remind her of a boy who kissed real slow
And made her heart beat real fast
They clearly tried, it clearly didn't last
Maybe it did but the world gave a fck
Lucky lovers ran out of luck
Looks away, when I stare back
Returns to color from black and white