Her
"Sitting on my bed...
Holding my phone in my hand...
I hear the rain outside...
The memories i had of you..
Came back to light...
So long had i wished to meet you...
To spend a day with you...
To follow you wherever you went...
To be your shadow...
A shadow that never follows the rule of light...
The moments you were angry...
The times i made you sad...
My tries to make you smile
And the tears that came out of your eyes...
The regret i carry for those moments...
Are beyond something one could measure...
The times your called...
The ways you talked...
Your voice when you laughed
And your naive attitude when you said...
Whatever ??...
The secrets you told me...
To the voicemails u sent me...
I listen to them regularly...
To find a reason or another just to message u daily??....
Time passed the memories remained the same...
The ages increased but the distance remained the same...
The bonds deepened but the progress remained the same...
Every night before i sleep ..
I always look at your pictures and smile...
In a hope to meet you one day...
Atleast while iam alive"
Copyright © Rishant Chand | Year Posted 2022
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