The pain of losing you
The sadness of living without you
The memories of your last goodbye
The ache of unrequited love
The feeling of trails left by dried up tears
The traces of your fingers on my cheeks
Are some of the things that are deeply absorbed in my bones and they will accompany me to my grave. They will remain buried beneath my bones even when I wake up in another world.
Aarti Khurana
The sadness of living without you
The memories of your last goodbye
The ache of unrequited love
The feeling of trails left by dried up tears
The traces of your fingers on my cheeks
Are some of the things that are deeply absorbed in my bones and they will accompany me to my grave. They will remain buried beneath my bones even when I wake up in another world.
Aarti Khurana
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