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Years after years

I'm Jain Bovilla and I'm absolutely hopeless or what they always say to me.

I don't know why I kept waiting for him to come back.

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I can't accept that he's gone

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no

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I don't want to accept that he's gone

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that he left.

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I kept coming back to the place that he always goes

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the train station........

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I will seat by the benches and wait and wait until its dark and cold.

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I wait everyday

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every season that passed by...

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my hope hasn't tarnished...

instead it stayed, and by staying.. it hurts me more than anyone can imagine.

At first people talked me out of what I'm doing...

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saying that I need to stop

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that I should move on

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and forget about him

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to go with them to another place.

What they don't understand is that I can't

I can't stop because I love him more than anything in this world

for me...HE himself is my world

my life rotates around him..

After many attempts of locking me up and convincing me of staying with her

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 his sister and my friend decided to just let me go back.

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So I stayed...