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3:08 a.m.

  • Dec 25, 2025
  • 1 min read

I was reminded of you today.

A nostalgia that never left me.

Realised I lost all photos of us.

Somehow made me miss.

Yet you love her, don’t u? 

You guys seem good, 

From what others tell me. 

But that call, even though a dare, 

Scared me to death.


I cannot seem to like him,

Like I loved you.

But was it ever really anything

Between us? 

It seems all too real, yet fake. 

Just a month, 

Yet I was left yearning. 

You took everything, 

Yet nothing at all.


I just need my sweet boy back, 

But I cannot find him in you anymore. 

You changed, in such a drastic matter. I

t’s shocking, really, but not unexpected.

Maybe you needed it. 

But I still sense you in my dream, 

Late at night.


This one seems nice, 

Yet you call him your younger self. 

Is it bad I keep thinking, 

After all this time?

New year, new people, and new goals,

You are the one thing my mind can’t forget.


Is it the lust I miss?

Or the real happiness?

Was ofc the pretence. 

You still have the playlist and the book, 

But did you ever listen to it?

Hardi Tanna


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