Crazy Virtuality : Reality

Entering the virtual world.
I see my hometown.
Hr hot DP and my face.
I optimistically dream of being curled.

The act of desperation.
The consequence of single hood.
Th voices of the other brain.
Then the real interaction.

My shady looks, her warm self.
Road trip to our hometown.
Hours of wait, finally paying off.
A "bouncy" happy journey for myself.

Some chaat plans.
Some scooter rides.
Some ice creams.
Some 2 membered clans.

But something was too good to be true.
Something was just not right.
Something was itching.
I didn't know, but I was shrewd.

Somehow I had become the centre.
Somehow the vertices were connected.
Somehow the love triangle consumed me.
Somehow I was to be the exterminator.

I was supposed to put an end to the game.
I was supposed to be the jury.
I was supposed to do the right thing.
I was supposed to hide her shame.

The phone calls went crazier,
The demands were unjustified.
The crying was uncomfortable.
The attention went lazier.

It was asking for an end.
The delete button got bigger.
The block link even bigger.
With hope, all left for time, to mend.