Fought with my boss,
Got fired from my job,
Wept a little,
couldn't sob for long.
My phone rang 50 times every hour,
but I couldn't take a call,
Donned my best dress,
went out to the bar.
Alone I sat,
celebrating my fall,
along came a man,
he narrated to me, my story,
like a know it all.
Alone I had wept, all my life,
shy of showing my tears and fears,
here stood a man
who was all ears

So, I sat next to him,
I wept, I talk, I kissed and I left,
In that moment, he was perfect, unlike me,
So, that's how I let his memory be.

I came back home,
to preserve the thought,
I just wrote a poem,
like a poet, last night!