A Dedication to Someone Very Special

Sometimes I think if she still remembers
Even if we are always far, far away from each
Still makes me think if she remembers me.
Sometimes I think if she still remembers
The jokes we both shared, in the letters shared
As my letter used to reach her destination
And hers to mine.
Destinations were different, still love was present
As we both shared a teenage love
Where we both, joked around often
To the most silly things, ever spoken
Is the story of a teenage love, I once shared
Where letters were the source, for the blossoming of love
And sadly letters were torn by me, since I didn’t know love is a story, to tell.

© Rohit Shetty

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