A stroll in the past...

The way you loved me,

The way you smiled at me,

Made me feel special.

The first time we met,

I knew you were special,

And that made me too.

Like the rivers which meet the ocean,

We met each other, to dive

In the ocean of lust.

When I look into the past,

I see us strolling, hand in hand

On those long paths.

That smile of yours

At the side of the street,

Still makes my heart skip a beat.

The way you held my hand,

Oh baby! Makes me

Wanna come closer to you.

When you climbed those stairs, Swinging your hair and

Turning back with a smile on your lips

Makes me cry a river.

A walk by the sea,

I can hear your laughs through the waves,

Each step going deeper in the sands of past,

Just rips my heart away.

I wish we had tried once more,

To rewrite the past, to just be near

And never be far again.

- Shreyas J