Pink bands- a poem

 Pink Bands



I pretended I'll always have a chance and
It's just 2 months to the edge of this romance and
We haven't started preparing our first dance and
All places left to see with no time to take a glance and
Now I just wanna lay in your bed holding hands

Appear like we have it all together when we hold up our chin and
I'm losing you and I'm losing it, but they think it's a win and
The thought of not having you around sends me into a tailspin and
Burdening bracelets over my arm that there is no space for my skin but
Promise me, no matter what, we won't take off our pink bands
-Maithili

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