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| (Changi Beach, Singapore. Clicked by my brother) |
Old
friend,
Your regret
walks with me
On days
when I am alone.
Most days
I pretend
To not
care at all
Most days
I live
Like I
could bear it all
But on
days
When
company is sparse
And Time -
an enemy
I miss
your presence
Your smile
Your
laugh
I miss the
‘me’
When I was
with you
And the
way
You made
me feel.
Soon I
hit
An abysmal
low
Sinking
deep
Feeling
hollow
Old
friend,
Your
regret still lives with me
Reminding
me of what I have lost.
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