I myself drifted away a little intentionally,
Feeling offended on a moments emotion;
And I always thought
If I'm called, I will go.
May be because I was never called
The gap became bigger and bigger
And everything drifted so far away that
All the scenes and signs in my known world
Got changed and
Nothing remained of the old days
Other than a fine itching
At a quiet corner of my heart.
Time kept us separate for rest of our life.
