One day she found something,
In the pages of some old notebooks.
Pages which held innumerable memories,
Pages that safeguarded her teenage dreams.
Though she can't read much of what she wrote then,
But she can still perceive how she felt then.
Years from now, she felt alive,
There was a strange pounding in her chest,
That made her believe that she could conquer the world.
Oh ! There was his name too, on some pages,
Yes, she can't read it properly now,
But she can feel the imprints on those sheets.
The trust and depth with which she carved his name,
Both on those sheets as well as on her heart.
Years from now, she was in love, with him.
One day she found something,
Safely locked in the pages of some old notebooks.
She found her reason to smile.
She found her reason to feel alive.
Again.
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