Trees grow in different directions.
Honey I wish I could tell you what went wrong.
But please, believe me please please please..
You were the change that happened to me.
And that's a good thing, 'cause I grew up too, and baby, that's partially all 'cause of you.
You didn't do anything wrong, nor did he,
He just thought this was how you liked him to be,
And who knows, maybe he's regretting right now,
And I'll help stear us back there if I can,
Somehow..

Amazing poem. The feel was there that just brought back a sense of nostalgia as I read this one. I have to admit that this is the best of your works till date. Your talent but brims to it's fullest.
It's filled with so much of pain but also painting this picture of how desolate and empty life can be.
Excellent work Arun. You're a master in this form of art.

An excellent poem, full of emotion, 5/5