Once someone gave me
a box full of darkness,
It  nourished  me  like
a gift of dark chocolates.

They don't know
the new me exactly,
Now I rearrange those
broken pieces differently.

Yes! i frequent that
  murky memory lane,
But to make peace with
the past, to heal the pain.

Karmic lesson was our
meeting-hurting-parting,
We had chosen it under
the souls' preplanning.

I wish to meet them
somewhere someday,
Not to start it all over,
to begin in a fresh way.

To let them know that
in life we ain't together,
Yet  our  loving  refined
soul connection is forever!