I am lost.. in the world of my thoughts.. thoughts or memory.. of being happy..
I remember my last smile.. on your voice note..
I requested you many times for that..
but you forgot my request every time..
sooner I got.. things between us were one sided..
you were never there..
and for you I was your timepass..
your lunch break time pass,
your night time pass..
and in being time pass.. I lost my smile..
it was never easy to cry for me.. but..
I choose to cry from pen..
and see, I cried from ink..
when you were there.. you were my strength..
now your memories are my strength..
it's you and only you..
for whom I always write down..
©amigajain
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