By Bhumika Chavda in Poems » Short
Updated 19:31 IST Mar 23, 2018

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Let's talk of friendship again;

Let's talk of that trust again,

Let's talk of what was left unsaid,

Of what we wished we should have said,

Of everything that remained incomplete

like an open wound in this polluted air;

Let's talk of that elixir

that would heal what was left unattended,

Of the abruption that came.

May be someday you'll gather the courage to see what went wrong,

Of that ego which came along.

But till then,

There would be no point

of talking of that friendship again,

Of talking of that trust again.

So let's leave it at this,

Where everything is open, everything unattended,

Because we will never be friends again, 

And I'll never trust again. 



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