....And there came a day when you said, "Love? Chemistry? Where was the chemistry between us?" How could you forget how you couldn't keep your arms from wrapping around me - the minute you saw me, to the minute you saw me off? Or pulling my hair-clasp off just so you could run your fingers through my hair? That's chemistry.
There are days even now when I feel soft love envelope me...I know you're thinking of me then. There are times when I miss you days on an end. That's when I know something's going on with you. When I feel inexplicable, unbearable sadness....I know you're dealing with some grief then. That's love.
When we chose our ways, our grief turned to anger. You heard what you wanted to hear, even when I didn't say it. You saw what you chose to see, even when it didn't happen. I chose not to be patient with you. You chose to not be patient with me.
Time moved on. So did we. And yet we've remained still...
There are days even now when I feel soft love envelope me...I know you're thinking of me then. There are times when I miss you days on an end. That's when I know something's going on with you. When I feel inexplicable, unbearable sadness....I know you're dealing with some grief then. That's love.
When we chose our ways, our grief turned to anger. You heard what you wanted to hear, even when I didn't say it. You saw what you chose to see, even when it didn't happen. I chose not to be patient with you. You chose to not be patient with me.
Time moved on. So did we. And yet we've remained still...
सब कुछ वही है, पर कुछ कमी है, तेरी आहटें नहीं हैं....
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