With the help of imagination,
For just to meet you, i do creation.
I saw you there seating on a chair at roof,
Pondering about all the proof,
I usually sent you for making my points clear.
You but most of the time, made my eyes tear.
Either by going out of me or by stop talking to me.
Today, after a long interval i feel, you probably don't have soft corner for me in your heart. That's why you hurt me always.
Because love is not something in which you left someone, love needs staying with the angry annoyed person instead.
Anyway, with the passing December, i would pass all your memories gradually,
Just like the way you pass on your blood during menstrual days.
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