The old friends who were sweethearts, seem close no more
and every meeting with them, stresses this distance more.
Let them live in memories – where they sparkle shine
Not touch them again – and lose what was divine.

The mind loves them all, in my memories.

But when I have them close by – why can’t I be the older me ?

Time truly does change us all.

Am I being Mean ? or is this the change time has brought in me ?

– Sakshi Choudhary