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Dec 2016
Please do not tell her,
That I miss her presence
In my life - my heart.

Please do not tell her,
That I relive each moment
I spent with her love.

Please do not tell her,
That she needs to read it
I am perfect for her.

Please do not tell her,
That she needs to believe
I am the best for her.

Please do not tell her,
That she can just relax
Instead she'd study.

Please do not tell her,
That she made a mistake
In fact I made one...
Because she can not ever find herself wrong.
Although, I recognise my mistakes.
But not once did I sway.
I have been faithfully deflecting each and every proposal.

Maybe I should change just like she has changed.
But no.
I am not an immature girl like her to give up on my own warmer feelings of love for her.
I will wait for her till she gets married to someone else.

HP Poem #1329
©Atul Kaushal
Àŧùl
Written by
Àŧùl  33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ
(33/M/Gòràkhpùr - Bháràŧ)   
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