Dear lost friend of mine,
I am not fine!
I don't know where to find you
but you are still some of few;
you were someone held my mood swings
my temper my laughs my scars so far
I know!we lost touch,
but its not far that much...
maybe all mistakes will be mine,
but you promised to be there even at nine!
some relations are left untold;
some relations are meant to be hold!
some connections are hard to get over;
some connections are hard to get sober after a hangover!
we would have discussed before you lost touch,
we would have abused;badly fought
that's what I thought
so that atleast we would have a last memory
a never ending thoughts just ended at lost point...
point where its just started and ended is still in loop
lets just break whatever is between us
you know I need you,I was never perfect
two imperfect persons binds up imperfectly
and ended up imperfectly tagged with no judgement,
this is what in reality meant...
you were someone held my mood swings
my temper my laughs my scars so far
Dear lost friend of mine,
I am not fine!
-NEERAJ JHA