Wishes on A Dead Tree

…and here I am,

standing in front of this tree

reminiscing those moments

when it used to be you and me…

We made a promise

(do you remember, dear..?)

you said you won’t go

as we were lying here…

Time has passed…

and I stand here and cry

You left without a word

and you never told me why.

Now, I have to let go

of things that will never be

‘coz my dreams are all but wishes

here, on this dead tree.

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