It isn't how it use to be,
relfection and confessions,
it doesn't work out anymore
because it's been used and worn.
refelction on so many memories but
that one particular one that stops
your heart from beating, beating
the normal kind of way, because it
takes you back to that same moment,
makes you happy again,
makes you smile again
like the same way you did then,that
one beautiful moment,in slow motion you
feel the beauty of lightness
but then you know it wasn't the reality,
you remember those aren't the people
and the world isn't the world
your life isn't your life,
then it's just the case of it ,
where you think what's the truth of it
something that's covering the mark behind us
it's nothing.
nothing at all.
just the wind that watches us and the wind
that we watch, it's
the case of loving again, and maybe one day
the memories or maybe that one memory will
become alive again.
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Author:
Samreen Chowdhury (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 12th, 2017 15:21
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Comments2
Love it!
Thanks!!
I know those little flashes of memory but could not describe them as delicately and sensually as you did.
😭❤❤
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