This is NOT a love story

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We were neighbors

School mates in our younger years

I’ve had been one of the boys

A cousin of yours and your best friend once dated me

I had seen into your eyes

That you wanted me too

You’d just didn’t said a word.

 

Four years had passed

You confessed your feelings

And said “I love you”

The morning came

You were gone

Without saying a word.

 

I’ve moved on

You’d moved on

Then we meet again

We reconnect

We shared intimate moments

Me, as a single

You, as a married man

Before the night had ended

Without saying a word

I’m gone.

 

I’ve moved on

You’d moved on

Then we meet again

You, as a divorcee

Me, as a married woman

Without saying a word

We were just neighbors.

 

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9 Comments Add yours

  1. lucylu says:

    the complicated side of life

    Like

  2. lucylu says:

    I wonder what’s wrong with them. Maybe too much silence is a dangerous thing.

    Liked by 1 person

  3. Jay Kaushal says:

    Haha. Maybe they just fall short of words every time.

    Liked by 1 person

  4. lucylu says:

    hahaha you’re right

    Liked by 1 person

  5. Wow. You left me agape and desire to know more 😊

    Liked by 1 person

  6. lucylu says:

    Haha we’ll see, maybe in the end it will become a love story. thanks Shantanu.

    Liked by 1 person

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