for you ..

There’re always pieces in a mundane routine, That remind me of you. 

There’s always a strange anonymity day after day that make me think of you. 

In the most unadulterated feature space of life, I do feel you.

With every little smile that crosses my mind, I hope it makes its way to you. 

Each time I have said words to hurt you, I’ve hurt me too. 

As day go by, and I sit still in silence, a strange sadness dawns on me..and I’m reminded of the times when I just couldn’t be me. 

I hope one fine morning, as you sip your breakfast tea, you could feel the strange love that I have had all through, for you, in me.

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