Beautiful, melancholic poem… I remember someone saying lost loves have expiry dates after which…
Gopu Parameswaran Nair

That’s so true. And then sometimes this lost love comes repackaged, promising to make you feel better, finding you, chasing you down, showing up everywhere like a reminder, I’m here. I’m there. Those are the times which are most dangerous. Choices made then can make or break you… again. Thank you for recommending. :)

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