You are no longer mine
I am no longer yours;
Then why do our memories
Still make me reminisce for hours?My hand no longer fits in yours
Your heart no longer beats synced to mine;
Then why do I still wanna forget the day
When you drew the line?Your days no longer start with my laugh
My nights no longer end with your touch;
Then why do I feel there was some
lost part of ours still waiting for me to search?Our love wasn't supposed to die
Our love wasn't supposed to be rotten.
It was supposed to keep me alive
When my mind screamed even your face was to be forgotten.
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Creative Diary
PoetryA simple poetry book by a girl who believes , the more she sees world the less she desires to live.