That Was You..

I said good night to you,
and went into deep sleep..
I woke up early in the morning,
rubbed my eyes not to flip..

I found only one thing there,
still waiting for me ..
still looking at me..
just the same as i had left..

still with the same interest in me..
with the same love for me..
with the same care for me..
with the same understanding for me..

with the same enthusiasm to be with me..
with the same patience to handle the sycophant me..
with the same shoulder to rest me..
with the same ear to listen to me..

with the same hands to help me..
with the same heart to keep me..
with the same soul to connect to me..
with the same words to appreciate me..

That was you my dear,
That was you ..
The love of my life,
The life of my love,

That was you my dear ,
That was you..
the reason for me to live,
the reason for me not to die,

That was you MY BOOK,
that was you..

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Hey,I am Diksha,still studying.. I like contemplating over the things but at the same time i never express what i feel that makes me some sort of introvert i guess.. the MANTRA of my life is simple being inspired by a writer and that is~ "I AM MORE THAN I APPEAR TO BE,THE WORLD`s STRENGTH AND POWER RESTS INSIDE ME"
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