Memory...

Everything reminds me of you.
Promises and smiles.
Jokes and trolls.
Portraits and secrets.
Movies and songs.
Paintings and photographs.
Food and tea.
Books and quotes.
Cellphones and texts.

Anger and scoldings.
Rantings and headaches.
Tears and lose.
Quarrels and lost.
Minutes and seconds.

Your name and your voice.

Every damn thing reminds me of you...
What am I to you?
A known Stranger.
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Picture : Bengaluru Evening, Karnataka. India.