Sometimes when I think about past

Wrath and tears roll down my cheek

But am I this weak?

The first words of friendship,

Was it , that melted my heart

Or was it your kindness

That gave it a start?

I don't know how did it begun

I don't know how it went on

I don't know what impressed me

I just don't know!

I have never thought of this

Never experienced such painful scream

Not even in my wildest dreams

Now this is a nightmare

Our footprints have now faded away

I don't want to have fun

Don't want to go out

Just want to stay back

And think about past

Smile upon the memories

Or may be cry upon them

It’s not the goodbye that hurts

Its the flashback that follows.

Its not your words that make me low

It’s the people around who make my faith go.

It’s not our problem that breaks me

It’s your words that make me cry.

Now it’s the echo of the past

Its the memories that last

I have to live with them forever

With the thought of hope

Without forgetting you

And lay down in silence

By the end of the slope ...

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