O Sudhir Janardhanan


Love note


‘Forgive me and forget me’, read the note
Boy who delivered asked, if it was a love note
My sadness did not say much
I had nothing to say as such

I have read the words, many a time
Stared hard at it, for long
Speculating, if the message would change
And it would mean, ‘I love you’ again

I think about the time
If, before you wrote, did you wait for long
Wondering, how my world would change
And leave me, without you to turn to, ever again

‘Forgive me and forget me’ reads the note
I know, the count of the words by rote
Five! Why it was not just two?
You could have just asked me to forgive you

I have thought about it all the time
Time that has passed, has been long
Questioning always, if things would change
If you would say, ‘I love you’ again

To forgive you, did not take time
To forget you, it’s taking long
Wondering again, if you think of me or did it all change
Today I will forget you, today, I will again

‘Forgive me and forget me’ reads the note
It still, to me is a love note
For never before or after did you write a note
So what, ‘Forgive me and forget me’ if reads the note

Submitted: Thursday, August 19, 2010

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