To be myself with you as I see,
Feels free, wholesome.
You make me, me.
There you go,
Running through my mind,
In a gush of wind so strong.
Empowering that you are,
You control me,
In a way I adore.
Do so, but gently, please,
For the frailness of a heart,
Plagues into the mind,
And can ruin the bridges,
That take so much to build.
I do love you.
This hurts more than you can imagine.
This distance, this gap, but yet there's something.
Something so strong, so epic,
That keeps me holding on.
Just four letters, then, three words.
They are enough.
Thursday, March 26, 2009
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Hey Ankita,
hmmmm as always good one ;)
Hwz u?
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