it was not long back when we first talked,
it was an accidental conversation, I believe,
the one I needed being away,
and she filling my sieve.
we exchanged our pities,
we exchanged our words,
we exchanged our love for the same person,
And tha next day, she returned.
The void was filled, and I had my mate,
I forgot the one whom I met,
I still cared, and I still knew,
a person I'll never come across again.
time swiveled on like a flowing stream,
I was living each day, on the perks of a visionless dream,
I had them along, my people,
the stranger was gone.
But if I never cared,
and if I knew she was a passer by,
today as she got her own house, a grave,
why do I feel killed,
why do I cry.
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you will be missed.
rest in peace.
and don't make me cry, be the good girl you were when alive.
