After doing the honors of staying apart, I stalk her secretly to read her poetry. Happy to know that she exists and Happy to know that she still writes. She did the same to me earlier. I hope she still does. The things between us have been Ruined to the extent that there can Be no peace. Our volatile personalities Clashing for no reason and disturbing Whatever there isn't. Better to be at an arm's distance like Soldiers of different platoons. We needn't be friends or enemies. Just sticking to the blinders to Glide forward in the campaign- Each poem is a kill towards victory. And we thumbs up and greet and move On our way to conquer different hills.