A call from far away wakes me admist the drizzle and I am drowned down the nostalgic passionate evenings we had together once a long while ago. The days were glorious and evenings surreal.
Was the beauty so expensive, I could not beat the price which dears with rise??
In a faint voice, I urge thee..
keep me in memory
For I am fallible and flawed
I am the man, who said I do.
What happened to us??? I asked in that drunk evening.
Time and too many secrets.