By Vedika Bagri
I was young and immature
Never had I experienced love
He made me feel so secure
I was addicted to him like a drug
I still scroll through our old texts
And the pictures I have of him
My heart feels heavy in my chest But I can’t stop thinking about him I still search him up
And can never forget his voice
I want to feel his touch
But I am left with no choice
I want to relive those nights
When we texted each other till midnight I want to know about his day
But I know we can never be the same way I want to listen to the songs
That we always sang together
Who would have known
That he would become my lost treasure I know it will never be the same again And it is a different kind of pain
But you will always be the favorite memory Of my life’s chaotic journey
-Vedika Bagri
By Vedika Bagri
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