Everytime I write poem you flash before my face,
I still remember ; you were my first love ,
My first love who crushed my heart and broke it into a million wrenching pieces ,
I still remember the day you stealed my first kiss ,
November 7 2017 ; it was my birthday ,
I still remember the day you confessed your love to me ,
I was the happiest soul back then ,
Now I am the soul with the worst broken heart ,
I remember the day you left me ,
You said that we can work it out but you never came back ,
I sit near my room window for you to come and elope me ,
But you never came till now ,
And here I am closing this letter with a broken heart and pooled eyes thinking about my love ,
My Unrequited Love



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