You and me were us.
Didn’t we?
Only the mishandled confessions
but the feeling buried in serenity .
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F.R.I.E.N.D.S
that’s supposed to be just “friends”.
But, the way were we
held the stronger bond strings to be.
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You were with your present
and I was entangles always in my past.
Never did you speak and neither did I
maybe we thought ‘US’ was not meant to be.
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We left each other at our crucial times,
when we told each other get away from our lives.
May be we thought that emotions died
but we both know that we cried.
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Speculations, and contemplation,
the river-dale of the (mis)-interpretations.
Where did not we just moved to stand out
but got gloomy and decided to cut ourselves out.
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After the years of silence,
we face each other once again.
One cup coffee ,one hug and a lot of tear shed –
” Will you and me will be us again ? ”
-Amber Reyansh Mishra
