You love green apples, I love red ones
You prefer continental, I like Indian
You hog and jog, I sleep and skip
You focus on the destination, I enjoy the ride
You listen to Gwen Stefani, I hum Ghazal notes
You adore winter holidays, I am a bright summer girl
You always get lost in my eyes, I can’t ever track
your heart
Yet one part of me in you loves the red apples
Yet
one part of you in me sings - ‘I know, we’re cool’
