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But you won't

Last one year was horrendous for us; it felt like walking on pieces of broken glasses
By Pooja Chauhan

Photo: trueshayari


Last one year was horrendous for us; it felt like walking on pieces of broken glasses


Putting behind everything and us u flew high in your sky with those Icarus wings


 While I waited for you to find a way back to me


Hoping I will receive you with open arms


Perhaps, I dreamt too much but you didn't care


 


Despite being surrounded by a bunch of people you chose over me


You would often complain about having no one to count on


I followed you like a shadow but not even once, you looked behind


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Those words pierced through my heart and brought tears to my eyes


I would often cry, but u wouldn't see


 


A reflection in the window, that's how I saw you the last time


We stood right in front of each other but not once we dared to look into each other's eyes


No bitterness, no grudges but still tight-lipped, what a huge ego


Only I know how hard it was for me to muster the strength to let you go


That goodbye hug would have broken me, but I knew u won't


 


I have cried a river for you, but that day I didn't, not even once


Because what we had over the year was toxic and it had to end for our good


Those never-ending discussions and head-turning laughter's under the stars had gone too long


That crackling bond and envious sisterly bond had gone too


Things could have been better but I knew you won't try


 


Now that you are gone, my days are painless and nights less haunting


I have stopped bringing your name in a middle of an irrelevant conversation


Jealousy, awkward faces, fake smiles, they don’t exist anymore


I walk with my head held high with no fear of bumping into you


I have become me, once again but you won't see


 


Now that you are gone, once ignored friends are being loved by me


 My nasty humor and silly talks have made a comeback but for others


Finally, my favorite blue scarf hides no more inside my bag


I wear it with love, but you won't see, you will never know that I still remember you


It does not matter because you won't care anyway

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