The sky was overcast, night was fast approaching,
I waited as usual, and he came, one last time.
As the rain blinded my eyes, i felt like ruffling his hair,
and giving him a bear hug.
It is true, some relationships have no name,
Alas, I realised it too late.
I wish my eyes were more expressive that day
because I had no words to say.
I wish I hadnt resorted to my usual jabber
maybe I would have said something then.
People come people go, its the memories that stay,
memories attached to plain objects,
memories attached to the now boring streets,
memories ....... the city knows.
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