She hesitated a friendly handshake,
She barred a hug,
She restricted communication,
She turned the eyes away,
She shut down the impulses,
She heard taunts for broken friendships,
She yet smiled to them,
She changed her motto,
She adjusted her requirements,
She showcased ecstasy about them,
She builds aggression to keep her sanctity,
The air around is filled with the voices from the past.
There is a hollowness in the crowd.
There is a shallowness in my words.
The laughter hides some memories,
The face pretends to be blank about them.
The brain says that they have faded,
but the bosom encloses some...