The pursuit was to write a book,
You ended up being just a chapter.
I revisit the folded corners,
While you find the words you are after.

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I try finding my worth, but it is worthless to you

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There is a thin line between being a friend to someone and being a fool

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You wanted a part of me,
I wanted all of you.

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Stealing someone’s thing is wrong,
But stealing someone’s peace?
Hitting someone is wrong,
But hurting someone’s feelings?
Breaking someone’s possession is wrong
But breaking someone’s dreams?
Stabbing someone is wrong,
But stabbing someone’s heart?
Killing someone is crime,
But killing someone’s soul?

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Our hearts racing,
We lay beside each other.
Our souls longing to be together.
We lay beside each other,
Our hearts racing.

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I would have
cried for you
had you not
made me cry.

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When you experience pain,
Take a ride through your memory lane.
Try to find if you have ever,
Inflicted pain to someone other.

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We wanted to go on the same journey,
But you wanted a different companion.

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I keep people in different boxes.
I take them out, I interact with them.
I put them back, until next time.
Some are labelled “acquaintances.”
Few “good friends to hang out with.”
Couple of “friends for life.”
I have put you in a box labelled:
“A person I can love and live with”
I have sealed that box and buried safe,
Until you want me to open it and,
Put you in a box labelled:
“The person I am loving and living with”

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