People are meant to pass through life.
Some leave us when their time arrives,
While some urge themselves to knock the door.
Such people think they've lost their battle.
But hardly do they know
They didn't even fight back,
They just gave in.
Unique ways they have to try their misfortune.
A million times, they think of the pros and cons.
But, the outcome is never what they thought of.
If they think to rest in peace, they'd end up in a rehab.
If they assume people to be happy losing them, their loved ones would sink themselves in tears.
If they wish others to weep at their funeral, their dead ears would just hear people calling them a coward.
If they leave a beautiful note behind, they'd be called mere attention seekers.
Such people, they don't just waste those pills or ropes,
They waste their entire life."

Satyam read the poem sent by her. "It's beautiful as always, sis. Keep it up. That's like my sis.", he texted her back adding two adorable smiling emojis in the end.

"Thank you bro.", she replied adding two kissing emojis to the text.

Satyam loved to receive those quotes and poems that she sent him every single day. While, Piya loved those adorable emojis she received in return from him.

He called her 'sis' and she called him 'bro' yet they were not siblings. They treated each other like best buddies but they were not friends either. They showed immense love and care for each other but they were not lovers. They had shared so many fights together still they were not enemies. Hardly did they know anything about each other, but they were not strangers.

They shared a pious and beautiful relationship which needed no labels. Their bond was unlabelled but, they knew the other person would definitely stand by their side, whenever needed.