Having been hugged tight and dug deeper,

I shouldn’t have opened myself to you…

Reading the pages of my life,

How easily you chose to keep yourself as a closed-book,

It’s not fair,

Poor I can’t complain,

For you never asked for it,

It was just I who let you know me…

Being ambivert,

I could have introduced you to the Introvert I,

But,

Foolish I,

For living as an extrovert with you…

Regretting now,

I wish I would have embraced my corner,

Over your company, chit-chats, etc…