We were neither in a relationship.
Nor we were friends.
We hardly talked in two years.
I admired him...
Loved him silently...
But my silence spoke volumes.

He became deaf to my screams.
And,
The World was unable to understand me.

He was innocent.
I was the criminal.
Because,
I loved him.
He didn't.
I cried.
But why he will care?
After all I was nothing to him.

thanks for reading.....means alot..