What days those were
What nights were those
There used to be so many conversations
There used to be so many meetings
We didn‘t care about nothing
Neither was there any fear
The evenings used to be colourful
In the nights i used to sleep resting my head on your shoulders
Today that time doesn‘t exist
Neither does that atmosphere
Now with whom do i have a conversation
Oh my loneliness...you only tell.
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Hugs:) nice one vishal..good morning 🌹 blessed day
Lovely and touching piece.
Nice One! Mind if I “share” this on my page?
Not at all go ahead sir.. thank you for appreciating..
I mean yaa you can share … 👍
Thanks ! – It still gives you the credit!
Relax No Worries About That Credibility Thing.. 😊
Lovely. I just wrote a post about loneliness too, definitely feeling it right now.
Thank you. Loneliness only understands loneliness 👍