reciprocate

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The day I made it so obvious that you meant more to me
than I meant to you was on your birthday.
I remember, it was monsoon,
as I sat alone in my room,
with me writing you a letter and drawing 'Joy'
while listening to your favorite tune.
Keeping in mind that soon
the sky would be lit by the moon.
It felt like I'd won a trophy
when I saw the same old radiant smile
growing on your face.
But when my moment was interrupted,
I felt like, "Do you even know me?"
It burns to know that i would run a mile
just to see that stupid face of yours,
and you don't feel the same.

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