My Complicated Mind

Strangers

Who used to think about you day and night.
For whom only you wake up at morning,to meet.
Who used to stare each other all the time .
Who used to talk for hours
Who used to know you too well...
Who used to be so close t you that you can't imagine living without them.

Now,
Pray to not meet again.
Now ,
At the same place they used to be but they are still not there...
Now,
Find ways to avoid each other.
Now,
Acts like a stranger.

But now one thing is still same,
We are back to the way we started,
STRANGERS.

Sometimes we don't miss the person
We just miss the memories we spent...