Written on - 6 August 2021
Published on - 6 August 2021

We used to friends.
Now we don't talk anymore.
Was it something I did? I will make amends.
I can't take your silence anymore.

Are you reading this?
I guess not.
You don't read my 'things'.
Because your writing is good, mine is not.

I feel lonely.
I am deserted.
I think so slowly.
All my thoughts seem disposed.

Others try to cheer me up.
But where are you?
I am fallen.Won't you help me get up?
Where are you?

When I tell this to you,
you make it sound like a joke.
I don't matter to you.
I am just a fully burnt coke.

You say you are busy.
But why is it only for me?
Whenever I text you, you reply 'busy'.
But for them you are all time free.

You say you don't consider me as your friend.
But what about me?
I genuinely considered you a friend.
Silly pathetic me.

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