He built some walls around him.
So I built mine even higher.
Days passed sulking.
Words were exchanged.
But there was no conversation.
Every walking moment,
the air was stinking.
Almost like rotten emotions.
Finally, either my ego gave up
or my love won,
But I just slipped one brick
from my wall and
with a gush of fresh air
the whole wall
came down crashing.
Now, it was his turn.
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