The things I never said

The things you never heard

Turned days into years

The things you said you would

But never did

Turned into bricks

With which I built a fortress around my heart

And after the final brick was laid

I could no longer see you

Only the time you stole from me

Remain as Karmic debt

That will be repaid

In some other lifetime

I will collect my time, from you,

Till then

Goodbye

Sashikala Premawardhane

30 January, 2024

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