He talks rainbow,
And I talk monochrome.
He walks miles like the world around him throbs and thrives,
I walk steps and I stop to ponder lives.
He boasts of his love like it's his pride,
I boast about him being by my side.
He has come towards me with arms wide open,
I go towards him with thoughts half broken.
He is there, but isn't at the same time,
I am here, still waiting for the phone to chime.
He parted ways, to walk on a crowded road,
I still walk between the valleys of memories old,
He comes back with friendship in hand,
I am still alone in deserted love land.
The rainbow still glimmers
And the monochrome still charms,
But their story is incomplete,
Unwritten between two palms.
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Words Of An Idle Mind
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