Dusk in me
I was busy with wrapping up your love on my heart so I couldn't realise that, on the spine of my love, you were growing as a mistletoe of heartbreak and I was blooming like a graceful poetry.
I was busy with enjoying the sunshine and the yellow hues of morn so I couldn't realise that my shadow was leading me towards the darkness and I was about to fall inside that.
I was busy with writing some verses with the ink of limpid raindrops but I couldn't realise that those drops were belonged to the summer rain and the rented clouds might vanish after some seconds.
//I was busy with finding my identity in the universe and I couldn't realise that my small town was waiting for me from a long time//
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