May 2017
You've gone for a week
Yet it seems like a year
No idea what to eat
Yet their is a feast
The days are short
Yet the hours weak
So here I am waiting ..
Waiting for you to come back
Yet it seems like a year
No idea what to eat
Yet their is a feast
The days are short
Yet the hours weak
So here I am waiting ..
Waiting for you to come back
To mama
(15/F/India)
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