Love is in the Library where they always meet,
Through the books they talk
Today She picked out, "Can You walk in my Life Again?"
While He picked, "Of Course, I Love You."
"Just friends", they agreed.
It worked for one, while other lied again.
She deleted his picture
She deleted his chats
But that one song on the radio reminded her everything
"What's happiness for you?" She asked
"Expensive Gifts" He said.
"Unexpected forehead kisses" She Corrected.
He was the first one to attend her funeral
The last WhatsApp message he had sent her still lay in her unread notification
"I wish I never see your face again"
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