A day without sunshine..
A life without you…
It’s like living with no air…
And that’s quite true..
In A week I waited,
On my pendulum swing,
You still didn’t come to visit me,
From days to weeks, from weeks to years,
At last you came with smiles and excitements,
A rose you gave me,
The love we shared,
A story that will never end…
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