In my every fond moments you hold a right,
When I reminisce, amid your memories only, begins a fight.
Towards the Goodbye, you start a topic u preferred to skip rather,
And then begins an argument that prolongs their time together.
Those words stuck within your lips subtly moved to your eyes,
And since they talk a lot I could see the disguise.
When you held my hand out of the blue,
Just tell me,how much of you was left with you?