And It's Still You..! ! Poem by Bhoobalan Sabari

I'm undergoing a surgery to get rid of your memories since you said we aren't going okay. As I can't get rid off you with time, I have to go through this surgery. So I'm praying, once the surgery is done, your memories should be swept away. And you are standing right beside me for the last bye. As I went through the surgery, I'm getting up asking you, 'Honey, who am I? '. Even though I went to the extent of losing all my memories, I can't forget you. Even me, but surely not you..! !