Wherever I go,
whatever I do reminds me of you. Of what we had. Of our happy moments. From cleaning
the toilet to humming a hindi song, everything, every single thing reminds me
of you. Of how things used to be…
We were so happy,
there was much love. Who would have thought that we will get separated? Ever?
Who will believe it, when I myself can’t believe it? How can I tell anyone what
happened, when I myself m unable to figure out what actually happened or why
this happened?
I miss you… I miss
the way things used to be… I miss the way how I felt with you… And most of all,
I miss US.
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