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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