TIME MADE US Outsiders Once more

I recollect the time we initially met,

You looked dazzling in each sort of manner and I thought, 'Goodness, why not be companions?'

You turned away as though our eyes hadn't met.

Call it pride or inner self, anything that it is, yet you, as well, needed me, I bet.

Then, at that point, I separated my determination to go to you.

I said my first 'Hi' since somebody needed to.

You looked casual, and that in itself was adorable.

At that time, always with you was the mentality.

Some way or another, we began this excursion of kinship with a dash of paradise and snowdrop.

Our adoration bloomed dissimilar to some other and it kept on developing relentless.

To a place where we both needed more,

furthermore, I was unable to be more joyful when dreams did materialized, I yelled my euphoria from the roof.

If by some stroke of good luck we had known

What time had available for us.

Perhaps we'd have locked our safety belts in alert and disposed of any 'in this way'

How did everything veer off-track?

You, me, everything.

Is it safe to say that we will undoubtedly be outsiders from the start?

Provided that this is true, for what reason was the interaction so drawn out?

It just hurt we more, and made my evenings long.

Your pride was major areas of strength for excessively the start,

What's more, my inner self too huge to even think about start with.

'Sorry' might have gone far,

However, both of us were excessively inflexible to say it.

Perhaps time needed to reinforce our bond,

In any case, with our immovable spirits, we floated separated.

It's not out of the question that we fault the person who made usextremely upset,

In the event that our ways hadn't crossed, we wouldn't have ways of separating.

With just our recollections remain,

Time has a story to tell and it's that, it made us outsiders once more.

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