It was a day of endless rain,

While love was supposed to reign,

Alas! An abrupt sourness captivated us,

Leaving us hardly any room to discuss!


You hesitated to approach then,

So did I again and again,

Time seemed to stand still as a statue,

Neither did I say sorry, nor you!


As if we were parts of a canvas!


As if a artist painted you and I thus!

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