Like a scent left lingering on,
A waft of a familiar bond,
I held on to it for all this while,
Hoping it will conjure up Ur smile…
Hanging on to the threadbare hope,
I have been walking the tight rope,
Hoping u were standing somewhere,
To catch me if I managed to fall But no,
You were gone.
It was my fantasy,
and my fault,
I’ve fallen and gotten right up,
Now I’ve learnt to stand tall…
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