Everyone but me knows the reality.
Everyone but me follows it regularly.
I had this girl, who would seldom follow.
We were happy, as we both shared the same sorrow.
Now she is happy, asking me to move on.
Reasons unknown, but I carry on !
Where will I keep the sorrow ?
Hitherto unknown, I fall.
Sometimes I wish, she would call !
May 15, 2012
May 15, 2012 at 3:08 AM UTC
Everyone but me knows the reality.
Everyone but me follows it regularly.
I had this girl, who would seldom follow.
We were happy, as we both shared the same sorrow.
Now she is happy, asking me to move on.
Reasons unknown, but I carry on !
Where will I keep the sorrow ?
Hitherto unknown, I fall.
Sometimes I wish, she would call !
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