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Oct 2015
Someday when you sit alone,
Looking back at memories, forlorn
You will realize what it is
To be standing when your other half is already gone

You will know what it is
To write letters pondering all your feelings
But when they go unreplied, unread
You will know how it makes you sad

You will feel the pain
When night turns to morning
And morning to nights
When your calls go unanswered
And when texts fetch no replies

When your tears go in vain
When your heart aches so much
That you physically feel the pain

When breathing turns to gasps
When you wake up to mornings, pillow-stained

Not forgetting what you’ll feel
When you’ll wait for hours
Just to catch my glimpse
And I’d be occupied
Just like you, right now are,
my love
While you look so longingly at the closed door
While you wait for me to come back
I’ll be happy then
In someone else’s arms
Who won my heart with a thousand efforts
When you were gone!
Someday you'll know what it is to have lost someone who's asked for nothing but your love.
Romali Arora
Written by
Romali Arora  Mumbai, India
(Mumbai, India)   
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     ---, Purab, GaryFairy and Mike lowe
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