Saturday, 11 May 2013

GONE

My eyes became sore of tears for you, 
Each night My pillow became wet, 
You left without a trace, 
I waited for your phone call, 
For your sweet messages, 
Each time an email popped I wished twas you, 

A knock on my door startled me, 
My heart raced thinking Twas you, 
I Walked past the streets where you passed, 
Wishing I could catch a glimpse of you, 
A hug from you is all I needed assuring me It would be okey, 

But finally I grew tired of waiting, 
Of building castles of us together. 
It hurt you left but i know that, 
You are happy n am comforted in that fact.

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