what i got

you looked so beautiful

at the wedding

the niazi wedding

one of ours

i was there floating

smudged eye liner

a fuzzy mind

a new sister in law

i had to remind

myself, that i was there

not in a dream

lately I've been 

living in a dream

with nepalese music

clouds a discoloured cream

I lost my life

I lost myself

I traded it in

and there you looked beautiful

you brought me back to earth
girl, I kept bumping into your twin

hers eyes sad but filled with mirth

she told me i used to be so much fun

she asked me why I changed

why I had no phone

I bit my tongue, I refrained

from saying a thing

she said i had the perfect life

she said i have the perfect life

she said I had the perfect life

was she right

is that what I got?