Fascinated by the human flesh
I learnt how to please myself
But what I couldn’t understand
Was my soul getting hollowed out.
I remember when I saw you at first, sitting at the front with some ranks on your shoulder - the proctor with cute dimples.
I remember that cute little girl with whom I wanted to have a friendship but couldn’t as I was too shy to hit up a conversation.
I remember that pretty girl whom I met after 9 years and she was just the same as she was 9 years back.
I remember how everything had stopped around me after meeting her that I spent the night just seeing the ceiling of my room.
I remember that silky brown haired girl with whom I have cheerful memories of talking at 3 in the night.
I remember those shining eyes with whom once I had a stroll and she grabbed my wrist with her right hand and the same arm with her left.
And I won't forget that cheerful face who loves to wear her black shoes more than anything else.
— The End —