Friday, August 2, 2013

who would have thought..

A year would pass, without a rendezvous...

About the things we need and the things we chase
The life we know and the life we imagine

About sun filled dreams and the cold heartless nights
The long meaningless banters and a few heart breaking words

 About the long lost some things and so many meaningless possessions,
Love and the things we pass of as love

That an year would pass facing dejavu's

Who would have thought...





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