When you left you said
This would be our last meeting
You asked me forget and move on
We belong to different cultures
Where our love would not bloom
They would never accept us
You lit a fire to burn my world
But I didn't understand
How could I unfeel love
Once I felt it.
We bid farewell to each other
and never looked back.
Might be everything happens for a
reason, that's what we all feel in the end
Confused..? Is it a truth or just a sympathy
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