I lay awake all nights these days,
She complains - You have me and everything else - what keeps you awake? Just close your eyes and sleep.
How may I tell her - Only part of me that is loved, is here on the bed, next to you.
Rest of me wanders the world, in search for remaining parts, the parts that are still unloved.
Closing my eyes here - wakes all of them out there.
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PoetryFew things I could never tell her. This is a different perspective of experiencing love. Too Much Love is like a ghost. Doesn't exist and yet is as real as our imagination. This book is published exclusively on Wattpad. If you find this book anywhe...
