HE: Every day my heart pleads, When eyes stain. Maybe just one more glance of sight Or the last whisper of your lovely voice. Craving for your memories, Even in my dreams. But it's time to let you go.
I hear them gossip, "It Was Easy For Him" But no one knows _ The pain of piercing his own heart to bleed And let her go💔
~Varsha_Srinivasan
The Memories Speak Louder Than the present or the future!