BREAK-UP

I miss those days,

When we both stay together,

You are ever hold my hands,

Tightly and crisply,

I incline on your shoulders,

And just bury my face on your warm chest,

You ever spend your time,

To speak with me,

And describe my beauty,

Actually which was absent to me,

And slightly seems like flattering,

But I like it so much,

Our silly fights,

And our deep tenderness,

The long walk with you to my favourite places,

A kisses on forehead,

Still make my forehead wet,

Missing those days badly!