Little hours of love became the clock of my life.
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A.Wasee half words .....half letters... for all those unsaid half stories.....
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Little Confessions
When the love dies solitude enjoys saying, memories are mine regret is yours.
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Little Confessions
In the assembly of love, memories are always present
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You may carry my fragrance, but my feelings whisper alone.
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Of all the seasons I met
Spring is the actual storm.
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A beautiful laughter in an insignificant movement never dies
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The fault...
Everytime the reason for breakup is not disloyalty, or the stars its just that sometimes they are too perfect to be a couple...
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Maturity is when you understand 1.1.22 is just another date on Gregorian calendar.
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Forgotten Letters
I still remember that south Indian girl,name can't forget but can't spell well that idli dosa girl had all spices of life....
She may had read human behaviour but men you know are more than few lines,they are but unpredictable,introvert and they don't usually keep diaries.........
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A tale of April runs till autumn.
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