Sometimes,
Somehow it happens,
To share, to express
Our hearts, our pains,
‘Opening up’ never feels
A bad thing, when your Dear
Understands you better,
Consoles you through their utters,
Comforts you without even knowing matters
Completely, you feel so secure
You feel good and better
More are your pains, a mere shatter,
More do your smile mean to your Dear!
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