That particular day called tomorrow..
When you were supposed to go and subject me with no more
sorrow
When we met today after an age i guess..
I couldn't help it but the feeling inside my heart was
really hollow ... (depressed)..
An age ago we dispersed and you still remember every part of
it..
Every part of it means a lot to you, which once meant my
life to me
I’ll store today in the calender of my heart..
Treasuring every moment, treasuring every part..
Till my last breath.. mind it dear.. till the very last
breath
I’ll be there for you, will love you.. will try to fill the
void in you..
Will be with you..
In your happy times and also the times of your ill health..
That day called tomorrow, i don’t know what will happen to
us;
But one thing is for sure.. today’s memory.. is a part of
me.. a part of my past..
beautiful.. Each and every word is magical
ReplyDeleteawwww... thanks a lot.. means a tonn to me.. :)
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