a confession

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I never wanted how you see me
But yes
If the colour of your eyes turns somewhat grey with the presence of me a mile far,
I will be no easy for you to make an Adieu,

I never cared the smell of gloss you put this noon
But yes,
If cheeks don't know how they astonishingly change themselves from maroon to blood red with a smile,
I will always be the first one to hold hands upon yours

I never cared the smell of gloss you put this noonBut yes,If cheeks don't know how they astonishingly change themselves from maroon to blood red with a smile,I will always be the first one to hold hands upon yours

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If days comprised to be a month and still there you are,no matter how far,believe me I won't be making any mistakes you don't celebrate

If dreams haunt you for meeting me each morning
If the same sane unsmiled photos of us after thousands of clicks don't make you feel boring
If, in your wishes I turn up to be the happiest
If, in my wishes you enjoy to the fullest
Believe me, you are already a part of me
Which I always want yours to be....

                                             Bishab

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