Collage

In the end
our love story
became a collage
of broken moments.

Not much
of your laughs, or
my antics.

But more of
the quiets I had
after I veiled you in
my poems everytime.

And those
you had, knowing
it was you.

Always, in every line.

© Arindam Dey

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