Tuesday, April 22, 2014


May be, he loves me
Though I don’t see it
I’d rather believe it

I know am on high guards
I know am in a strong shell
But you can’t stop me from dreaming

Why should I believe you?
For that matter any one?
My ears hear different music

May be, he does not even exist
But, that is true in your reality
Mine has nothing to do with yours


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