Till this day I do not know
Why our friendship ended.
Was it me? - The try-hard,
The body full of inertia,
stubbornness to give
Up on you, on us. I thought
Bouncing back every time
You pushed me away
Would bring us closer-
Pull, pull and then
push. I am back
To square one.
Strangers, yet again.
YOU ARE READING
From the bottom of my heart
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