Today, with all the love in me for you I ask,
" Will we ever meet again?"
I want to meet you so bad
So bad that it hurts now
So bad that I want to cry it out
I want to talk to you all day all night
I want to share with you, my everything
My mistakes
My jokes
My crushes
I want to desperately know about you
How are you doing?
Did you cut short your hairs again?
Do you still wear your 'black burkha'
Did you find any tall 'chasmish' hotshot?
Are you studying?
Are you safe?
Are you happy?
I want to hug the life out of you.
I want to crush you in my hug so bad that, I feel like crying when I open my eyes and I don't find you between my arms
I miss you
Please tell me we will meet again.
Please tell me we won't act like strangers when we meet.
I miss you so damn much.
Please, please.
I want you back.
Was my care nothing for you?
Was I just a toy for you to play?
Do you remember me?
Or was I just a passing cloud?
Who was I to you?
I wish I wasn't the only one missing 'us'
I wish I wasn't so sentimental
I wish I could forgive and forget you...
But here I am.
Back to square one.
Not able to forgive you.
Neither able to forget you.
...
Do I really want to meet you?
Do I really miss you?
Or do I just miss the idea of 'us' together and forever?
-Stutee
Chasmish - A person with glasses.
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