Memories of an Almost Lover

LoversAt the far end in my room
That little red box mocking at me
It’s the box of memories
Once which we made together
Now is the time to pack
with sadness and care
I smile to myself
at the thought of you
But as i fold it over
It’s the best i could do
All the memories
Of the times we were one
Wrapped with love
And sealed with kiss
There were butterflies
When you were near
Now are tears
As i wait for you
All shattered wishes
Placed softly in a paper
No one can break it
No one can take it away
Walking around the room
As i close the curtains
Shutting every door
leaving behind my smile


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