We were, for a long time
Sharing everything under the sun
I didn't know it was so important
To chase people all the time;
I always wondered why I lost them
Perhaps 1 grew out of them
Or they evolved more than me.
Our views changed on things;
Politics, religion, caste, creed, phobias
Things that didn't matter once
Now became relevant.
Or perhaps I was selfish enough
Didn't ask, how you are?
But did you know my tears?
My fears and failures?
Before you judged my intentions?
Our story is short and unexpected
It stops at an open end
I don't know whether we will talk again
Or ever see each other's face
Our bond is now like a tree in autumn
The leaves have slowly fallen
But there's still hope for spring
I keep my heart's door open
Lest you want to come home again.
© Suranya
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