I miss what we used to be.

I wrote this keeping in mind this monkey of a little sister I have.

I want to go back in time to the days when you and I
Were, in entirety, the cynosure of each other’s eyes,
To the days when, holidays just meant plotting with you for hours together,
To the days when I was inadvertently a part of your every exploit, your every adventure,

I want to go back in time to the days when you were still a kid fighting with me about the stars and the moon,
Because, let’s face it, there’s no way I can cope, with how you grew up this soon.

And, I miss your pranks. I miss your antics, your monkeying around,
I miss how you’d crack me up, how you’d bring the house down,
I miss your innocence, I miss chiding you,
I miss telling you what to do,
Oh, I miss how your world revolved just around me,
I miss what you and I used to be.


Author: Annapurani Vaidyanathan

I hoard books for a living. And read them too, when I am not sleeping. I express what I think, so my unheard feelings don't sink. I like to sing when I walk, to keep shades grey, at bay. I speak like a dork, but I don't want to drive anyone away. I write what's real, and nothing fake, so visit my blog whenever you need a break ;)

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