A STRANGER WAS MINE



In a bid to improve my general writing skills i come up with this lovely poem
Maybe i would never meet her again
I don’t know where she is
My eyes are wet as rain
With the sorrow of pain
The dark night seems like my companion
I have nothing left
In this departed path
I had imagined my entire life with her

I say this every time to myself
I have forgotten you
So why then do your memories make me cry?
Your memories follow me everywhere

Your memories still haunt me
Losing my love has left me to complain
If we had to separate
The why did we come together
You must have fallen in love
And lost your love
Oh the pain of separation

I say this every time to my self
I have forgotten you
So why did your memories make me cry
Your memories follow me everywhere


I separated from you a while
And my path changed
I started losing you
And i felt something going away
My very own was not mine anymore
You pray for me now
You relieve me from those pains
I couldn’t be yours

I say this every time to my self
I have forgotten you
So why did your memories make me cry
Your memories follow me everywhere

Those forgotten moment ask
Why we ever happened
There is this huge distance between us
We created this distance
What was meant to happen would?
I guess everything is just fate

I say this every time to myself
I have forgotten you
So why then do your memories make me cry?
Your memories follow me everywhere

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