He:
It is been twenty-one days since I hear from you
When you left me,
you took everything with you.
your memories
your smile for me
your petal lips
your sparkling eyes
your fragrance
your sighs
Everything traveled with you except
one thing.
that is the one thing which I miss the most.
She:
It is been twenty-one days since I left you
I left you in the middle of oceanic tears
I left your cuddle
I left music of your heartbeat
I left your carving for me
I left your early morning kisses
I left your touches
Everything I took with me except
one thing.
that is the one thing I know you will miss the most.
He:
Checking the phone every second
expecting the call from his “Panda” girl
missing her voice.
She:
I know he will miss my voice
and
I do know
he cannot identify
the cry of my heart’s voice.
He & She:
Time flies between them as a
long-tailed snake
swallowing a relationship
slowly.
About the Creator
Rajesh Vairapandian
Poet, Writer, Amazon Best Selling Author, Life Coach(https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCUKBx7MnTXBhOE6xjSOFf0Q/?sub_confirmation=1) & a Magical Soul :)
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