I am going to write about love,
But no, it's not something that you did
Because it does not have an end.
I'll talk about the smiles that I receive
When I go to different places.
I'll talk about the places that infants make
When I try to make them laugh.
I'll talk about the ever lasting memories
Not with you, but my eternal friends.
I'll talk about the candlelight dinner I had
With my family when technology wasn't much advanced.
I'll talk about the games which we longed for
Even when homework was the most challenging battle.
I'll talk about those blessed cheeks
Which were kissed by ageing, wrinkled faces.
I cannot talk about ending this,
Ending is something that you're good at
Maybe you can help me with this? 😊



© shreya_1997