The thirst of love is going dry…
Be with me or my heart will cry…
I miss you, every moment in life of my way…
Years have passed away, but, my mind asks why…
Your absence was an unknown nightmare…
And am living with it is a known fact…
Days will come and Years may go…
Am standing where we were some time ago…
Don’t feel awkward to make a comeback…
For this I am holding my breath aback…
Sunday, August 8, 2010
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