We won't talk much now a days
So i start writing immensely
Nothing much of value
But ramblings by my withered mind....
We stopped talking
Once we started judgmental of the other
Once the deep rooted love is lost somewhere
Once we became perfect strangers suddenly.
Grief is beautiful through words
Even if you don't weigh it much....
One day may come I hope
When i still get up in his arms...
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