I'd Rather
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Last published Mon, Aug 20, 2018
Sepenggal kisah tentang apa yang pernah terjadi.
Tentang apa yang tak mampu terucapkan lewat kata - kata dan hanya bisa dituliskan diatas lembaran - lembaran putih.
Tentang rasa rindu kepada saat - saat itu yang pernah ada.
Andai aku boleh meminta,
Kumohon kembalilah wahai waktu yang berharga itu.
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𝐒𝐀𝐅𝐀𝐑~ ANUJ KI DAASTAN
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Warning: This is an unedited story. Grammar and spelling mistakes are present. # 1 on #India & #wattpad on 8th January 2020 'Some says, it started with a hug while other says with a kiss; but I say it started for me with I HATE YOU.' ~Geet Haunda 'It's not that I never had feelings for her. Just that I never knew that those feelings were love.' ~Maan Singh Khaurana 'Listen: Love is a drug. Never get addicted to it. Wish someone had warned me.' ~Sameera Roy 'I can be ruthless but mostly I'm not interested enough to spare that kind of attention.' ~Shuriya Kashab
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