• mhd_53 30w

    I still remember

    I narrated my story, a sad version of me,
    About the day after I stopped being funny,
    I never noticed the one who listened to me,
    Has something more scary than me maybe.

    Being strangers, two broken people collide,
    If one got sad, other's heart cried,
    Attachments led the one sided love to incline,
    I still remember.