The Last Page

A glimpse of the sun
As I open the curtains
A ray of light
Right on your lips
I bend down to kiss you
As my lips touch yours
You push me 
And I gently give you heave 
You panic
I again let you down
And I crawl towards you
While you move backward
We come close 
Right on the corner
You hold my shirt 
You pull me close
And you runway again

That was how we used to play
Now where are those days?
Why are we here with silent tears?
Between us, why is there a haze?
Is this really our last page?


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