Strangers

As I walked down the street, I saw her from across the way. She was walking towards me, but we locked eyes for only a brief moment before she looked away. It was like we were strangers passing each other on the sidewalk, even though we used to be in love.

It's strange how quickly life can change. Not too long ago, we knew everything about each other - our favorite colors, our childhood stories, the little quirks that made us unique. But now, we co-exist in silence, as if we never shared a life together.

I can't help but wonder what went wrong. Was it the arguments we had? The misunderstandings? The distance that slowly grew between us? Or was it simply the fact that people change over time, and we just weren't meant to stay together forever?

Even though the pain of losing her is still acute, it feels as though I'm mourning the loss of a person I barely know anymore. It's like she's become a different version of herself, and I'm just a stranger passing by. Perhaps someday we'll find our way back to each other, but for now, we remain two separate figures in a crowded city

Bikash nirola

Cigarette friend

In the silence of the night,

I light my cigarette with a weary sight.

The moon shines bright,

But my heart is filled with a lonely plight.

The smoke curls up and disappears,

Just like the love that brought me tears.

The cigarette burns low,

As I remember how you let me go.

The moon watches over me,

As I drown in my own misery.

I inhale deep and exhale slow,

Wondering how I let my love for you grow.

But now I sit here all alone,

My heart shattered and turned to stone.

The cigarette goes out,

As I lay on my bed with a silent pout.

The moon still shines,

But my heart no longer intertwines.

For I am alone with only my sorrow,

And a cigarette as my only tomorrow.