
I thought probably time would make me forget things. But I now realize maybe not. In a weird way I really wouldn't like that to happen as well. I want to cling on to the memories. I want to miss what I lost. I want to hold on to the bygones. I want to compare the before and after. I just want you back. I don't care how, but I do. I want the recent past to be a horrible nightmare and wake up to the Holi of 2009 with your chirpy voice on phone reprimanding me not to gorge on too many gujiyas and end up getting fat.Telling me the boring routine of your work. Talking to me during one of your patrol-checks. Telling me about everything. Listening to all the crap I tell. Laughing at lame jokes of mine. Giggling in the funniest of manners. Making me imitate and annoy you. Damn, I miss you.:(
So hard not to be forlorn, so hard just to move on. Rising up is a brand new day, as that sunshine's lost.
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