Sunday, 21 July 2024

 Not a single day goes

When I don't think of you

Every second, your thoughts overwhelm


Why doesn't my mind accept 

You have left abruptly 

Leaving me drenched with your memories


Not a single day goes

When I don't browse through our exchanges

I reread them

And compose poems

In the memory of us 

To keep us alive 

Even if we have drifted apart


You moved ahead with seasons

While I remained in the season 

Of us.

©LR



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