• rachitmundra 6w

    Walking alone on a dark silent road
    Remembering you and your memories get hold
    I asked to myself what was my mistake
    But I was correct and it was your hate
    You never tried to understand me
    And I always bend in front of you
    You were the only for me but for you behind me there was a queue
    But the end is like everyone's it was a one sided
    And this truth was always hided