When the idea of loving you in my dreams,
is more pleasurable than being around you.
When I reminisce the moments we shared,
I smile for a short while.
But then some bitter memories replace the thought,
and I gloom for the whole day.
When I spend the whole night wailing and grieving,
And dial your number on my phone screen,
A flashback stops my fingers,
And shut my feelings.
What does this say about you?
….. What does this say about me..?
Being Utopia 
Powerfully conveyed!
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Thanks a lot for the accountability 🙂
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My pleasure 🙂
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I think we both share the same story of broken hearts or maybe you can say not receiving the love back from our loved ones. And sorry for judgeing you 😊
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Nope! We don’t share the same story. Though climax could be similar.
I received it, I just could not keep it alive.
It’s okay to judge sometimes!
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Maybe this is your story.
Have a look at it please
http://wp.me/p8dK6y-1U
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To some extent, yes. But the central idea isn’t same.
It is quite relatable but the lose wasn’t my win.
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Oppss okay
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Thanks for sharing.
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Thanks for taking your time and reading 😊
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