As simple as BINGO

He sat next to her

Looking at how she reacts 

At the pack of snack

That he bought her. 


She smirked and asked,

"Why are you lookin' at me like that?"

"Just wondering 

How that small pack of chips 

Can bring this huge smile on your face"


"Do you wanna know?" 

She asked him crunching one.

He nodded yes with the same amusement.


She started saying with a giggle,

"I love all the flavors of BINGO, 

Just like how I love all the sides of you!

I love the red color the most

But not more than how much I love your presence around me!

I love the purple one as much as I love your morning texts!

I love the green one as much as I love your lips on my skin!

I love the black ones as much as I love your smell in my dress!"


He couldn't take his eyes off her

As she continued munching another chip

"I love the orange one more but your eyes behind the specs most! 

I love the Nachos as much as I love your voice! 

I do like Mad Angles so much,

Just like how I love your arms around me!

I don't prefer the yellow and red coloured one

Yet I can't say I don't like them 

It's like how I can't take few sides of you, as you are

But I like them too because it's you!

The blue one, kind of special, Yet I can't have it often

It taste sweet-salt and spicy at the same time

Just like how I liked the, "IDEA OF US", yet I can't have it

As we had good and bad days 

Pains and perfects" .

She smiled with lesser charm


He still couldn't forget that smile

He sat there looking beside the empty chair

Holding a pack of BINGO 

                    - Ms. Affable



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