Rohit Sapra (7 August 1984 / Gwalior)
Truly I Wish
I have never been in love with someone as much I loved you. In reality you were so nice to me, so caring. I know we lost our way in certain moments as in certain moments I did not understand you and at times even you did not understand me. Depth of my love was so deep for you and even you know very well that I never wanted to hurt you.
At moments I think I did fail in letting my true feelings of love be known to you. When I did confess my love the reciprocation of it was not done in a manner which would have proved to be positive for us. It will not be wrong to express that you were always afraid to love me. Although, reality is that I never did fear anything when it came to expressing my love to you.
My love even turned into deep obsession since I was madly in love with you. In this whole world nothing meant more to me than you. Why did we break away like this that all the love faded all of a sudden? Our love was so strong that nothing could set us apart and that feeling was so amazing.
I prefer to end my verses now since the end was not what I wanted it to be. If the ending was sweeter then my life would have been much nicer and worth loving. Without you, I am so depressed that not having you as part of my life truly hurts my soul. Truly, I wish that your love was still mine.
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