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Credit: Aman Saxena. |
I
wonder why I won't let you go,
Why
do I keep being with you just like a string with a bow?
What's
that bond which binds me to you,
What
makes me think that, perhaps, you feel it too?
Times,
they are changing, you feel really stuck,
You
still have memories, those you couldn't just chuck;
You
go around with friends, none know how you feel,
You
go about life, as if you were a part of some show reel.
It
pains me to see you so, my love it just feels shaken,
To
see you this way, to see that you'll eventually be taken :(
I
just wish wherever you are, you find some happiness,
Some
respite from the dreary madness.
As
for me, I might just manage to be myself,
I
don't know if that’s of any worth to you, or your future self;
I wish you always run back to me, to seek that love, that shelter within me,
I wish you too feel what you have always just seen in me.
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