my heart is aching

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we used to play after your work
we used to have fun after your work
we used to smile, laugh together
we used to enjoy every vacant moment
we used to laugh aloud
you used to carry me in your back
you used to kiss me in my cheeks
you used to hug me
you used to buy me a cake when
my birthday comes
you used to give me those smiles

it is crystal clear, i remember
how i used to jump in
joy when i saw you walking
towards home.

everything was in past now. you
used to do those things when i was
just a child. but why everything
change when i grew up?

now, what you used to
do with me. was now
everything you do
with my other younger
siblings.

what just happened? i ache for
the past.

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