• nostalgicwriter 5w

    I had known you once but now we are strangers.
    I have moved on but a part of me is struck on the button of your shirt.
    No i don't want anything, nor do i expect a thing,
    but a part of me always prays for your well being.
    There was nothing then and there's nothing now, but still it feels empty inside.
    What do i name you my lost paradise?
    A known stranger of my life.

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