After years, Maybe we could meet. Over a cup of coffee Or walking down the street. And if we happen to talk, Over that leisurely walk I could still narrate you Our favourite moments. Our movies,our songs Our best reads, Or the perfect clicks Where you still breathe. You could think I still love you And I would say its true. You could feel pity, Or maybe still have that love And feel the same as me. Then we may hesitantly take a step; Apologize with a regret, And comfort each other with a hug To forget all the mess. But I'm afraid, Our hearts could start again. The synchronized beats, The colored cheeks, And all the warm emotions, Like those good old times, That sang our songs. But then the reality would set in; Just before you and I give in. And we have to return back, To the unloved life we have. And just like that one last time, You and I both would sigh, With teary eyes bidding goodbye. And silently wishing for another good time Maybe in another lifetime.