He waited long, thought she would arrive,
every sound, every whisper that rang once in a while,
he thought she was there to be beside,
he turned his head, only to be disappointed again and again.
With winds and whispers, she was seen there,
he forgot his tiredness, hours that took test of his
patience,
he stood up, spread his arms to welcome her,
deep into the warmth in his heart..
She walked towards him, bold and straight,
with every step of hers, he built a confidence,
thought forever that she was his and he was hers,
instead she walk past, he was just a stranger to her eyes..
He tried to heal himself, and yet every time broke apart,
he could not know what was wrong anyway,
was it the so called unlucky black Friday?
Or his love wasn’t meant to be his anyway?
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