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A weakness almost , my zest for you.
A uniqueness in my quest for you.
All I knew was you were best for me,
Little did I know, your distaste for me.
And when I knew, It was far too late,
But then for me you were nothing less than my fate.
I don't know what made you hate the little 'ol me , that bend to your taste.
But I did search for a bait, for the great you to fall for me, when I wait.
You did call me a waste and I wasn't a chaste;
But I did 'it' for your taste,maybe in a haste!
All I wanted was your love;A cove ,
In your mind,be it as small as a clove.
Your body was not my party, I pretended I like it naughty;
But truth: my body was just a bounty for returning my fidelity.
My crave was not a lust,I showed my bust only for your trust;
But you just thrust my best down, ignoring my pleads- just.
In short,being with you was a maze,And stupid me, I am still in a daze.
I get raised with a praise,and high with an embrace.
But if you ask, if Past I shall rephrase? No I shall say without delays;
For your gaze that make me faze and the baize we scuffed in Mays,
For the lovely evening breeze,I enjoyed in your tickling plays,
For the only happy phase,I will always remember in a haze!!
So, be it senior, I am just your amour,
But you are my savior and I will always be in your favor.
And nothing will ever change ,even this failure,
In love with you, I will always be,forever, even after my departure.
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Quote:
"No one belongs in here more than you"-my heart!
Written in love for my lost love.
Chaahat.
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