Her smell unchanged
Her hair, style and look all seemed strange
Her eyes now told a different story
The way she spoke made me sad and also sorry.
I touched her, she turned cold
Oh! This new her
If only she could be normal and just scold
I could no longer see through her,
I could no longer read her
And now, I can see how changed,
how affected and different she was.
She walked away after saying the most hurtful words
‘I love someone else’
Now when, I need her.
This is for my love for poetry!
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