The lamppost

(Sketch: The secret by Deepak Rawat)

It’s nice to see you again,
How’s your life been?
You remember this lamppost and our promise!!
God, how foolish we had been.

I guess the stars have changed!!
I don’t see them smirking, like the way they used to do.
Maybe this road too has forgotten us;
since we didn’t meet, like the way, we used to do.

Did you find your share of happiness?
I remember you leaving it under my pillow.
Though I tore it apart, as soon as you left;
foolish enough, I thought I could escape what follows.

People do fall in love, they say;
with the simple touch of a hand.
Mine I found it hidden in your eyes;
like shells buried beneath the sand.

But I hope you found your way!!
When you moved around that corner!!
For me, I still stumble upon my luck;
always ending up way too sooner.

Did you buy that dress, girl?
You looked amazing, smiling in front of that mirror.
I hope you met someone who sees you that way;
because it was not the dress, neither it was the mirror.

Well, I know, I was a fool back then,
I came out strong with my intentions.
I guess I was afraid to wait for the right time;
insecure, to seek your attention.

But, I couldn’t see it anymore in your eyes, girl;
the trick to keeping your feelings away.
I remember they charmed me all that while;
you must have lost it, all along the way.

Now, I guess the reality starts here;
for it is time for you to go, I believe.
I would prefer to stay here a bit more;
with myself and the promise to never leave.

The stars, they will soon smirk at me;
so does the road by blowing little dust.
Since they don’t prefer anyone here with me;
for they know, I have come here all alone,
since you left.