The Unforgettable

Yes, I have forgotten...
Those morning greetings, those good night wishes....   
Those eternal calls and those countless messages
               
Baby, they now live only as the stories of your ditches...

Yes, I have forgotten
The lanes we rode, the jokes we cracked
The arguments we had n the burgers u unpacked

Baby, they were just the bits of your faked act                        

Yes, I have forgotten
The pranks you played, the kisses you made
The hugs you shared, the love you portrayed

Baby, I now agnize, were just for ur part time trade

--Saba I Khan
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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