There was a time you loved me,
Under rain-soaked concrete of New York City,
On urine-stenched platforms of booze-fumed trains,
Between blue checked flannel sheets in Jersey City.

There was a time you loved me
And clutched me tightly down the aisle
And wolfed down my uncooked paranthas
And kissed our first born child.

There was a time you loved me,
You believed I would fly…
You nursed my bleeding fallen wings
But couldn’t bare to see me cry.

There was a time you loved me,
Yes, me, this passive aggressive maniac!
When was that time you loved me?
Perhaps I’d forgotten to love you back.

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