On results day you were sick with nerves in the back room of the cyber café, and I held your hair while the page refused to load.
Divya, the number on that screen was never the size of you.
Looking through the drawer…
One sealed letter is waiting for Divya.
On results day you were sick with nerves in the back room of the cyber café, and I held your hair while the page refused to load.
Divya, the number on that screen was never the size of you.