Long Way Home
I need you to need me too.
Like in my head you used to.
Promises of building bridges,
Ended up drowning like dwarka.
At the night, the brightest moon
Never seemed so darker.
We're already late aren't we?
Both failed to keep up with the tide.
We won't take the long way home
To meet in the middle, tonight.
We could talk about a thing or two
Or more, just like we used to.
Copyright © Diya Dutta Roy | Year Posted 2020
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