Blurred are the memories
still remembered are those words
Searched are those eyes
Distance is what hurts


Flashbacks are escapes
Pictures are alive
Songs sung and cherished
music was their life
Though distant apart
Its what in the heart that lasts
Arguments few,fights more
Loved less, stressed more
Was all part of their life
But wait, this isn’t a sad story
Years later, she was his wife

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Posted by GarimaBhaskar

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