The promises which we all make with them to click better,
Pictures at least once in our life.
But before the date arrives,
The bond fades away.
All the reels I have saved in the
Folder,
With the names of "teaparty !"
With my cliques.
Always mocks me by saying that
I am still here but they aren't.
It's more bad when your parents
Also knew them.
They ask me, where are they??
And I will just tell them,
Some random lies..
And then go back to my room
And thinking of all the memories
We had.
And I think these random moments
Which make you miss them
Are what makes us humans with emotions.
What happened,
was bound to happen.
It was neither of us fault
That time played the trick and the situations were not in anyone's favour.
So hating anyone is not in my list
But going back is Where I draw the line.
They never stop you
From going and even
If you manage to ho back,
The bond will never
Be the same.
You will always try to
Find the answers of why
They did you wrong,
When you needed them.
And while finding closure,
You will repeat the same mistake.
And end up hurting
Yourself again.
And they will leave you
Again.
And there is a reason, why universe did that
And if you mess up
With the reason,
The universe will also mess up
With you then.
