We talked to the dimwit's end,
We laughed, We cried,
We danced and we promised each other to never say goodbye. 

I knew you in your deepest scars, 
And your dreams to touch the stars. 

You knew how much I loved you, 
And how many dreams of mine I wanted to come true. 

I wanted to be the Naina to your Aditi as we laughed together, 
To cry when I see your bridal endeavours. 

I gave you my heart, 
Only to be scarred by the silence that devoured our friendship apart. 

We envisioned being in each other's existence for a lifetime, 
But alas, our presence in each other's lives was only meant for a certain timeline.

You created a void that no love in the world could fill,
But I now look at the break-up as god's will.

For my soul cried more than it could smile
Maybe it was time for us to walk a new mile.

To the one girl, I no longer call a friend 
I hope happiness and joy meet you with no end.

Though we don't talk doesn't mean I turned into a foe,
I still wish for your joy, but what's happening in your life, I no longer want to know.

For now, I live a life that holds me first, I write my own story and own my fable.
Falling in love with every ounce of myself in a deep realisation of who no longer deserves a seat at my table.

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