There was a time when you wouldn’t sleep without calling me and me messaging you will you come and sleep next to you ? And now , you don’t call me for days together.
There was a time when you would send me your selfies every half an hour . And now , my eyes go dry but don’t see you .
There was a time when you would meet me almost every day . And now, there is no hope of even stumbling into you somewhere , sometimes .
There was a time when every trifling wish, desire, the silliest whims and cravings of mine, you would smile and indulge me. And now I articulate and implode but not a twitch on your face .
There was a time when I messaged you day in and day out, I love you . And now even if I say it , it’s like a hanging scaffold.
There was a time and there is a time now , I formulate and formulate and I orate and orate . But I know neither that time nor my long lost love is ever to come back .
Wow look like a love bird poem
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Cool
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It’s a MASSIVE adjustment…but in time you’ll see they weren’t right for you!
Keep loving yourself!
You’ve got this! ❤️
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Beautiful poem, Surekha!
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Thank you so much ❤️❤️
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😊🥰🙏
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