The Trauma of Losing Her.

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There have been times when you appeared in front of me,


All I could do is run towards you, but all I was able to do is see.


I dreamt every day; every night a way to get you back,


Still carrying your memories filled in my rucksack.


It took me sometime to understand with the passing time,


This F**ucking shit I don't know why I make it rhyme.


All I wanted was to be by your side,


But what happened gave me a reason to suicide.


I kept on staying strong on my word, and still am,


Just waiting to see till when I can.


You left me in the middle of nowhere,


Why is there a place of no return; for which I didn't care.


The incident which happened that day took my head down with sorrow,


First time it ever happened I found no head wanted my shoulder for a borrow.


I tried picking you to see why would you play such a prank with me,


What was it that you wanted to see.


I was there, I hugged you tight before you left,


And the way you said, "I love burying in your chest".


We did it as usual that day,


Without anything left in it to say.


Completed the nano tele you always wished to hear,


I just to give you a final cheer.


And we said it together,


Saying it alone rather:


"Let the water pour,


Let us get wet.


Let us get old together,


Let the sun set".

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 05, 2016 ⏰

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