A day would come
Your eyes would look for me
Heart would ache for me.
I wish I was there then,
But I would not be.
I would be gone
Far. Far away...
Where?
I don't know.
Why?
Not because
My love for you would die,
But because
Love moves on to a destiny
Where it can't return from.
All move.
Isn't it?
© Arun Maji
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