I guess आप would classify this aS a fanfic,its called "The Curse Of The Hourglass",i hate the शीर्षक so if anyone has an idea for a new शीर्षक pls let me know.I had randomly came up w/this poem and i realized that after the 1st 3 lines it was perfect for these two. so yea.here we go..(ps:i'd really appriciate comments,critism is welcome& somethings arent captialized just b/c i like them that way)

"The Curse Of The Hourglass"

isn’t it ironic, yeah how we both live in a world of जिन and tonic yeah.
This is just perfect, आप and me.
We don’t need to feel any better.
We don’t need some secret...

The way I see things
if I were Ted,
You'd be Robin.
All a series of broken strings.

I don't get a choice, not this time.
I'll always come back to you, no matter what.
Love is the best thing we do.
It’s our drive. To envy, lust and crime.

It's not प्यार if I pick another.
It's not love. Not meant to be,
something silly. Forced upon, not द्वारा destiny.
You know it’s true. We've chemistry. You're not just a number.

No, it's not wise या सुरक्षित to think of आप -
Especially because we're not likely to ever happen.
Then why do I choose to torture myself?
Why do I aim at catching a bird, when it has already flew?...