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When I open my eyes in the morning my first thought is you, as I close my eyes to go to sleep my last thought is you in between we talk without having a real conversation if this is what people call is love then I love you. But I don’t understand why love is painful. Poets paint love in such wonderful way that it gives hope but then why I lost all hopes. It feels so tired to wait also.why I don’t expect reciprocation, why I gave up amidst all why’s where are WE. Why nothing works out in a favourable way, I used to think earlier about all this why’s but now I know and I am very much ok with it.

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