#NostalgicVerse

Pages in my diary
about a friend I wished to be with,
are filled with the journey
that started with unintentional glance
and stucked at her alpha vibes

Confused and grey in crowd as I was
she strucked a cord in me
that brought the wave of changes
in my unassuming being

Those were the days
colored with rage and rebellion
cries and tears after the laughter
smiles and jabs dodging the stabs

With stranger to familiar
from distant to close ones
though walking the different roads
though always walking away with smiles

The friendship that we built,
build us in return into someone
call a friend, as long as we may live
will always get inspired

The journey on the pages
always bring a pang and pull
my heart never tires off of reading
every single time and every single encounter.




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