Gift me a diary wherein I write your flaws,
And the reasons to hate you and not care.
Then teach me how do I fill that book,
As every page remains blank and bare…
Gift me your perfume for me to spray,
And your scent would make my heart pound.
Then teach me how do I stop feeling you,
When there’s no you or perfume around…
Gift me a pillow to rest our heads,
With your arms spread around me wide
Then teach me how to sleep peacefully on it,
When there’s a vacant space beside…
Gift me an umbrella when it is monsoon,
As we walk half drenched half dry in the lane.
Then teach me how to distinguish the water on my face,
Whether it’s my tears or rain?
Gift me the boring, but simple life I had,
Gift me my steady heart, my peace,
Then teach me how do I hate you enough,
And erase all your memories with ease.
Gift me a moment where I’m entirely yours,
With no tears of guilt to shed,
Then teach me how to un-love you,
I’ve come a long, long way ahead.