Pages of Diary
the pages of my diary hold the memories-
memories of you being cold and warm,
memories of that mysterious smirk,
and the day you deserted me
i unfurled the white flag
and surrendered on my knees
you started this war
and kept on stabbing me
this war is our love affair
illicit from the moment it began
yet, i believed in you and 'this love'
still questioning, whether i regret you or not
Copyright © Maanvinder Pilania | Year Posted 2025
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