the other day that i met you in my dream, it felt so real. Then suddenly something happened and i remembered the day when i could hold ur hand in mine without thinking twice and today i feel i have to ask for permission from myself to even look at you...
Where has this life got me? or infact I should be asking Where have I got this life?
at times i feel its all ok and i need not worry and then the very next moment i realize no its not ok.
when will i grow up and start living...
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I feel like sharing my dreams...they're scary...'coz I see them not turning to reality...
u're fine...u're grown..up..with love..hold it
and what will come back?after the permission is sought and given?
all the togetherness?
the heady rush to make up for each second lost?
the excuses for being apart?
silence?
or just a slight pressure -to say- i'm here now,of tomorrow i can't tell.a part of me is still back there - the rest of me has gone away -a long long way
to get it all together-is to want to gather all the feathers the peacock shed...
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