She was occupied
Work kept her satisfied
She was happy
And cheerful
Yet there remained
A void
She was occupied
Work kept her satisfied
She was happy
And cheerful
Yet there remained
A void
All those moments
Were now memories
Like it happened
In a distant dream
The only reminders
Were things related with it
The gray car
That she spots around
Reminds her of
The time she spent with him
The roads they took
The moon they gazed
The breeze that touched
Both her and him
They suffered
For mistakes
They never made
They were tied
To people, in some
Or the other way
Ties they were
Born with
Ties that chose them
Or were they
Chosen by them
In a parallel universe
That carried annexures
To all her
Unanswered questions
The winter morning chill
Which makes her
Want to recede indoors
The same chill
Makes her want to go out
For a run all the more
The things that
Make her want
To not talk to him
Are the same things
That make her want
To talk to him all the more