As long night passes by,
I'm always lost over the memories.
Those beautiful memories.
Over and over,
Again and again.
I dream of something new,
Even knowing that
I can't have them with you.
How strange this love is?
It bought us close as much as it could
And threw us apart,
As if we meant nothing.
I wish it would start all over again.
Just like a stranger,
Meeting for the first time in rain.
-Tannu Aggarwal
Thanku for publishing my poem♥️
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