Every time you called out my name,
Never did I feel like it was lame.
But now when my name is uttered by you,
I have no other choice but to misconstrue.
What must have happened is the question I always ask,
Eagerly trying my best for this charade to unmask.
Head over heels, were you for me was what I thought,
Your behavior now has only caused me distraught.
Maybe I did you something never should I have done,
‘Cause the way you are treating me is no real fun.
Every morning and evening greetings were filled with so much love,
But now I think I should send an olive branch along with a dove.
Let us sit and discuss, what wrong did happen where,
Like in the past, I would like you to share.
Definitely, can’t read your mind to know what really changed,
So let me have a chance for our trust boxes to be rearranged.
I would want to be called by you with the same feeling you had once,
Right now, it doesn’t differ much from a death sentence.
Your company and your friendship is what I most yearn,
Will be waiting hopefully for you to just return.
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