Shh let’s not say it,
it hurts but why express it.
its killing me and you,
but the roads were different for our blues.
let’s not think it too hard,
because its not approved until its an Archies’ card.
Shh lets wipe off those tears,
it doesn’t matter, those years.
that my shoulder was once your home,
but suddenly its an abandoned zone.
Was my love not enough?
or his or his or ruff?
Shh stop it already,
lest it be known to the wary,
that its as absurd to me as them,
that you left me in absolute mayhem,
without a message or a note,
you left me with a tragic anecdote.
– For Vijoy