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The days....


D days we started liking the sky and the moon….
when talks used to never end….
D days when we used to giggle for no reason….
When others used to never understand our talks and laughs ….
D days when mobile bills used to go high
when sleep was only for few hours…
when loneliness existed only in dictionaries..
when we used to deny calling it “Love”…
d days when the confusion started building….
And we decided to stay away….
And then d day came, we realized it was all we had….
Yes! It was love.. it is love…..
And today and everyday…when we smile we ask a question to ourselves…..
Is it the same???
Today when we are with a crowd..we ask ourselves.. y am I still lonely…
Y is it incomplete……..
And we still deny the fact that we are in love…


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