I miss my old self,
where my cup was filled with miseries and tears,
Jealousy unravelled,
It was a time of dauntless darkness,
Where the words used to bleed into papers,
My only treasure long lost gone....
Where are you now??
I want to be that old girl again,
who used to crave for the present me,
But the truth still lies hidden,
Only lost things increase its value,
Things have changed and so it will,
I hope it is sweet to be lived...
rue no more,
This is the time,
to decipher unknown meaning of life...