JUST ANOTHER NUMBER

I remember the first few times we met,

You brought her along

She was my senior in school,

I dint think too much..

You said you guys were friends,

Later never did u mention her

And i dint think too much.

But what is it that i hear now

From a long forgotten friend?

She says "please get over him

He dated her, in fact they were madly in love !"

And you always quoted your phobia?

 I'm lost for words

Does this explain it all?

The endless list of girls that you date?

Am i counted among them too?

You were my Rock-star,

My love,

My whole world,

And i was just another number!

POEM BY: HARSHITA BAGUR

                   2ND SEMESTER, B.A.