The time we spent together..
Was a fantasy, a sense of pleasure..
The time you were not there..
I collected those moments to keep them as my treasure..
The time when you held my hand..
I felt relieved and secured..
Now that someone else is holding it..
I wish the hand was yours..
The time I think of you..
I smile with tears in my eyes..
The time that I’m living now..
Will soon become another dream that dies..
The time I wish you’ll be back..
Are the times I suffer and cry..
Coz I know that’s a dream unfulfilled..
Which will cease and will soon become dry !!
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