Locker a poetry

 

You may never know that I existed
 but at the last stage of the place where we unknowingly created many memories,

 I am gonna to pack all of those within the locker of my heart and bank account of my brain.

 So,that if someday I had a heart transplant it would be safe in my bank account or if someday I lost my memories then it would be safe in my locker.

It has been months that
I saw you face to face because you left that place earlier than me.
  
I don't even know as if
 I am going to see you again or not but because of these memories
I get a sense of temporary bliss of spending my time with you.

Will you ever gonna to
Came in me life again to shine my every morning ...

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