Last night,
I thought of us in the moonlight.
I craved for your voice last night.
I called you last night.
Maybe it wasn't right.
The phone was busy last night.
I cried myself to sleep in the starlight.
Thinking it will be alright.
With the sunlight.
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i read every post by u nivida, u hav such a great blog, and this poem is jsut so lovely
ReplyDeleteThankyou soo much! :)
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