I exist....

Memories have an awful way of

getting to me

When I see a cup of tea, it's always the

tea we shared.

now it's lost in meaning.


When I laugh I think of how you'd laugh too. 

how we'd look at each other and cry of laughs.

Laughing has lost its charm 

food has lost its flavor

I wish you'd never played a song to me 

I wish you'd never held my hand 

I can't be thinking of you each time

I exist

Written By - Aaryan Gupta


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