Twenty 7

Its ' twenty 7

Yes... it's the date

In the midst of darkness

With the help of serial lights

Just saw him .

Texted to confirm whether it was him

And the reply was " yes"

Continued with the chats, despite

There was only twenty 7 foot distant

We spoke

We shared

We greeted

We laughed, together through text

But

Never knew it would end

Never knew it had a full stop

Never knew, he was not a person

Rather my emotion

Never knew his absence would darken my world

Never knew, he would be my priority

To him.. It's the situation

For me... It's the destiny

To him.. It's just the moment

For me... it's the beginning of my life

But now.. whose fault ?

His? Or God's?

Ultimately a soul suffers at the end

Longing for the twenty 7 again.

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