Past love

In Poetry
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And its two years since our breakup…

 

I hope that every morning when you wake up , you don’t think about me…

I hope that every morning when you’re in your bed , you don’t wait for my good morning wishes…

I hope that every morning when you eat your breakfast , you don’t care about whether or not I had mine…

I hope that every morning you don’t wait for me to say how much I love you…

 

I hope that every evening when you get bored , you don’t miss talking with me…

I hope that every evening when you need my sweet little talk , you don’t need my company anymore…

I hope that every evening when you come to see me , you don’t miss touching me…

I hope that every evening you don’t have to be bothered telling how beautiful I’m…

 

I hope every night when you need someone to share your feelings , your heart doesn’t call out my name…

I hope that every night when you go to bed , you don’t reread our old conversations…

I hope that every night when you go to sleep , you don’t wait for my goodnight wishes…

I hope that every night you have a reason to wake up for next day , a reason which isn’t me…

Dinithi Perera


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