Thursday, 12 April 2018

Nostalgique




Each step as I take ahead
I recall all the things my friends have said
Every lunch we shared the same bread
Don't lose touch all the messages read
Their conversations start floating in my head
Yet not a single tear I will shed
Because each step as I am taking ahead
Our memories are knotting in a tighter thread !!!

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