A long time ago,
We were smiles and laughs,
And bestest of friends,
But that was a long time ago.
Then we became a maybe,
Maybe there could be more,
Hints lost in translation,
But that was then.
Soon we were everything,
Kisses and laughs and promises,
Early mornings and late nights,
But now.
we are an odd number of messages,
A glace avoided,
A moment and memory gone.
I guess, you could say,
It's different between us.
Actually,
Let's call it complicated.
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↠My life↞ (poems)
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