A therody!

She walks away...

far away from me.

Far from my friendship.

Forgetting what all I remembered,

breaking all the promises.

Cold eyes have no warmth for me,

I try to forget the camaraderie we had...

And move away from the vicinity.

She calls me from behind,

I freeze!

For who always called me by my epithet..

used the dreaded word,

A jibe for a friend like her...

My name!

Ananya