Too late.

Published September 2, 2014 by Shreya Rajvanshi

Yes, he was always there for me,
Right from that “Hey” to that “Bye”
He saw right through me,
He let my cover down, no longer I’m shy.
He broke my guard,
He walked through my walls,
I wanted to stop him,
Then why did I never dodge his calls?
He changed me for good,
Embraced my flaws, and no, he wasn’t flawless,
Never complained or whined,
Never put my trust to any test.
He is great and wonderful and beautiful,
His voice, I’m really going to miss,
He’s the best friend anyone could ask for,
But I never told him this.


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