One unguarded moment I happened to see
Neatly folded papers owned by a friend so dear to me
Ne’er that I know that what I’ll I do would turn out to be
Learning her life’s utmost kept secrecy.
From childhood glees, giggles and creams
To the lucky Jack that was and matters unknown to me
Scribbles and squabbles to hopes and dreams
Such things that boys knew obliviously.
Halfway through the pages I began noticing suddenly
Thought provoking lines without proximity
God, It pains me to see that she’s in agony
Beneath that naïve smile she pose occasionally.
Suddenly the pages was torn right in front of me
Along with tears and screams came a flying
It was only then that it dawned on me
Trust was betrayed in knowing her privacy.
It was the last time that I saw of her
Years gone by where seasons have come and go
I’ve always believed with all certainty
I’ve soon become a part of her diary.
© Ava 2004