Flashbacks are both beautiful and painful
The beauty and pain in remembering your infectious laugh
The streets and lanes that we loitered around
Now feels deserted
That tree where we took cover from the rain,
Which drenched our hearts with love
Now looks lonely
That fragrance of coffee beans from our favourite coffee shop
Now stinks from your indifference
The alcohol that once made me sing and dance with you
Now just feels like plain water,
ineffective in closing the hole in my heart.
The songs we sang together, lost in each other’s eyes
Now wells up my hopeless eyes
