My Roommate, My friend
Its the friendship which never ends
I was like a mother to her and she like a son
This was the relationship which was understood by none.
I was the one who always disturbed her, when she slept
And she was always there to console me, when I wept
We beat, ate and stayed together
Each day fond memories we would gather.
She waited for me and I waited for her
And we would never enter the room without each other.
Now we are apart I know,
But we still communicate through the window.
Dear Roommate, I promise, you wait and see
That I will be always there whenever you need
Rooms can apart but my disturbing you will again start..
Our communication process continues
And Dear Roommate I really miss you...
PS: Written in class 12th for Abha Kakkar :)))