Love is not confused with infatuation

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Visit those ordinary places which are now special because of our memories

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the rain to the ocean

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Me and treadmill are having an affair Walk a mile, takes me nowhere

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It's allure have been sung a million times
But where does the veracity relies?
When the heart starts to feel heavy
Surrounded by helplessness and misery
Anxiety becomes your best friend
So immersed, can't see the end
Waiting for a word, weeks pass by
Billions heard everyday do not imply
Self esteem hides in corner of mind
Answer to the questions are confined
Eventually, they brutally murder the last ray of hope
It is natural to lose the ability to cope
This happens when you fall in love
With the person who wasn't behove
Discern prudently, don't get it wrong
Being able to devote again is vulnerably strong
We face in life what fate decides
People leave, love still resides.

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I miss you a little more when I look at a 6"x4" photograph in which you posed hugging me like you loved me, put in a wooden photo frame having two little red hearts in each corner. The pictures was clicked 2 years 3 months and 5 days back during the lunch. That afternoon you didn't eat your lunch properly saying I filled you with love. You either lied then or doing it now because that afternoon can't be false. All those memories can't be unreal.
Countedly I shed 7 extra tears from left nd 6 from the right eye... To be exact

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Virtually real, sometimes blissful, wrenched, seldom frightening too.

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Discern by the eye,
Sensed by the heart

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I do not dread the wild
since human began to nibble the soul

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I have seen shooting stars
flying back to the heaven when
I wish your presence

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