We don't talk anymore
We pass by, like we never knew each other at all
You have a new friend
But I am just as shy
You've moved on already
But I am still waiting for you to return
All the memories we had
Are fading away with time
Cause you are not with me to make some new dimes
I look at the pair of earrings you gifted me that day
When we used to run along and together put on a play
Roses were red
And the sky felt happy
We chatted for hours
And nothing looked shabby
Both of us had our own battles
In which the other never had a character to portray
Then the battle ended....
And our lives turned grey...
How we broke apart
Maybe I don't know
I know the story of my side
But that's not the whole show
Ashlesha Dubey
YOU ARE READING
Trembling Hands Wet Canvas
PoetryWounds heal but scars remain , Time passes fast , what goes slow is pain. Sailing in sea alone in the boat , Sound to the agony , in the words coat Dig in.... And you won't regret !
