The longest hour

  A Calm conversation of getting

apart.

Family  being the best friend ever

turned best foe but,

Trying to win back which never 

lost yet.

Dripping sweat of unsteadyness

flew,

Butterflies in stomach the sign 

of utmost nervousness grew.

Feeling of never been happy crept 

both of them ,

As if its a dying day or the day 

of eternity came.

Tears rolled out without any cry,

The heart didnt want to but

the words had to say Good bye 

                                                 افماى

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