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They don't know how we spent the longing hours as minute minutes in each other's embrace.
They don't know the way your hand enlace in mine like the pieces of a puzzle.
They don't know that a mere glimpse can speak more than thousands of ranting.
They don't know the scribble of your name with a heart at the end of every notebook.
They don't know how we could feel each other's presence from the corner of the room.
They don't know how we sneak out on all those forbidden nights to escape the time of separation.
They don't know we never show public affection to express our inexpressible bond.
And I never want them to know,
A little secret which we'll carry
Till death do us apart...
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Rambling of an Introvert
Poesia20 PO || You realize the time when you have a screaming fight with your mom or the time when you got silent treatment from the one you talked the most or the time when you're being ignored by the person you wanted to care the most, or sometimes when...
