A part of me that I remember.
A part, that I just gave away.
Without much thought,
Without asking anything in return.
But still I search for him.
The person I gave it away to.
The person who promised me to look after it.
The one who said he will cherish it.
But why can't I find him now.
Have I really lost that part of me?
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There Was A Feeling
PoetryWhile so many things could've changed, I wanted to decide I'll always be the same. But why is it so difficult? ------- This book is the poetry book with poetries highlighting topics anxiety, depression, self-doubt, heartbreak and many more such fee...
