I wait here…
With a hope,
That someday you will return.
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I clench my phone to my chest…
With a hope,
That someday you will call me.
I check my mailbox every day…
With a hope,
That someday you will mail me.
I still visit the temple where we met…
With a hope,
That someday you will be there praying for me.
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I miss you …
I love you…
I am alive…
With a hope,
That someday you will confess…
You loved me more than what words can say!
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Wow…such a lovely and honest confession… of a broken heart. Yes we do this. We silently hope knowing very well that it is a false hope that we are clutching on to. But then sometimes its this hope which eventually helps us over come the pain and the hurt.
Privy I so wish to hug you right now….yes its the hope that helps us to recover. Its very difficult Privy to leave the hope..:)
Love and hugs
Gayu
A simple hope always bring the positivity to look for the future with HIM/HER. yet again a broken heart beats for HIM/HER 🙂 simple words with so deep meanings.
Love u Gayu!
Snehal