Talk

Whenever
I talk to
Others…
I remember
Those times
I talked to you.

Those bits
And pieces
Of our
Fractured
Talks…
Could never
Make me have
Enough of you.

And now,
Our relationship
Is so much in
Tatters…
I don’t even
Feel like
Talking to you.

poem by Aparna ChatterjeeReport problemRelated quotes
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