Unloving You

By Ishika Morolia

The vision of you, the drizzle of September,

I don't miss it, but I do remember.

The rain, the gain, the efforts in vain,

You need not worry about all the pain.

The darkest sky seems easy on the eye,

I never forget the 6th of July.

To step back from love but not go to hate,

I unlove you on each important date!

That blunt reason, rudely driven,

No more aches, you are forgiven!

You had loads to bear, steps to take,

You were piled up with decisions to make.

I know, you had a family, but even I was a member,

I don't miss it, but will always remember!

By Ishika Morolia