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Nov 28
I don't know how I feel,
Is it love? Is it even real?
Never have felt this way,
Maybe because I wasn't this way.

Simple talks bring a smile,
But I don't long for if didn't talk for a while,
I want to talk but I can't say,
What am I supposed to do, I don't know the way.

Would it be odd? Would it be wrong?
All these thoughts come in mind,
My heart says no, my hands on bind,
Is it friendship or are you just kind?

Don't wanna mistake kindness,
Nor wanna start if there is no geniuness,
They say it's true, go for it bro,
But I don't wanna regret, nor wanna let you go.
My EQ and IQ are inversely related, or I am just dense
Written by
Sarthak Gupta  20/M/India
(20/M/India)   
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