It is a lone walk after all..
After all the illusions of all relationship fall away..
After the lights r out n d streets r empty..
It is a lone walk..
With a light breeze n memories for company..
The heart skips a beat sensing footfalls behind..
And wrenches as it is seeing the ever deserted street behind..
Waiting for a familiar shadow..
The shadow of a mischievous smile..
But there is No one to call you back..
And no one to make you stop..
It is a lone walk after all..
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