We Meet new people everyday but some leave behind a mark and some leave a scar , but in my case it wasn't either of them , it was a hope to live .
For some I was weird
And mysterious for rest
But in the end I know
Only Her opinion matters to me
Though it may seem sad
That my story is slow
But I rather go mad
Waiting instead of letting go
Her each words matters
Cause in my world
I am the ocean
And she is my bay
So in end we are bound to meet again and again.
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