Dear You

The memories of you have become a scar on my conscience I don't know why Day by day I lost myself thoughts of you and I don't know why I was not the one who called it off And even moved on first I thought the new man was knew You yourself made me realise I was the one that never knew Now, my conscience is being hunted For a sin, I did not commit? Is nature even normal? Or did I make a promise I have not fulfilled? Please reach out as soon as you can I am tired of thinking about you There is absolutely nothing sweet about the thoughts and memories of You