Look, I started I again..!
Don’t know why but every time I think about you, I always land up writing something like this.
Though I think there’s nothing wrong in it. My present tense allows me to contribute only this much to my life.
I want to gift myself everything by listening to my heart, which is beating for you. But it’s the bloody brain, which plays the mind games and is the reason why my thoughts are on a piece of paper and cannot be heard.
Its just that ‘some things’ score more than you in my priority list.
Don’t Mind!
But I Can’t Change!
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