Never did our story ended,
Never did we really depart.
It’s not the weather nor our history,
Which made me again think of us.
Courageous enough to tale our storyline,
In need for a better start,
Made me meticulously craft this act,
Ambiguous about the response.
Stereotype of our past was broken,
When we expressed with total transparency,
You and Me and the apology,
Filled my heart with a bliss.
No overpowering,
No conditions or controlled,
Love is not the long cheesy conversations,
But sometimes, it’s the short and real confabulations.
