The lost love

THE LOST LOVE

Our eyes striked and how you looked at me with that slanted smile,

Which ignited my heart and made it jump out of my chest wall for a while.

I still remember your birthday and your each favourite song,

And how much you liked the smell of coffee

brewed strong.

That peach crop top and rugged faded blue high waste jean,

Which never failed to intoxicate me like high on morphine.

I know that I can't relive those moments because they are now lost old stories.

But my darling! you are still entrapped intact in all of my sweet memories,

It's your birthday and I'm sitting at your preferred place of dinner,

Exactly after five months from the day you were diagnosed with spine cancer.

Sadly it was neither your fault nor your choice to pass away this early,

Who knew those promised days together would never turn into reality.