Voices of a Broken Heart.

It seems like yesterday when we were together..

Sharing smiles, exchanging silent glances and saying things that made no sense at all n yet we laughed at those.

I remember how eagerly i would wait to meet you and giggle like a young 16 year old on seeing u.

Your likes became my likes and your dislikes my dislikes. The colour red never appealed more.
Infact, it meant so much more now..

Little things that you would say and those little gestures that you would do totally made my day, my world. U were my world.

But Alas! good things always come to an end and so did this.
We parted ways. The hand once held so tight now left so loose, d smile that nothing could beat burst into tears and the time that i once spent with you became a mere memory..

It's so easy 4 people 2 turn d present into the past, play with one's emotions and then never look back.

I don't blame u. I guess somethings are never meant to be and never will be.

And i've moved on and on and on.