A Random One.

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I still do not know how will I face you
If suddenly from nowhere you just appear like you disappeared.
Yes it is true that inner me really wants that just one of the days in these 365 days that seems a lot more to me,
You just come to me and say "Hi i am here and I always was."
But I still do not know that if this comes true,
Will all the scenerios that I have been building up from all these years will become true.
Will I be able to open the bag of my questioners that I have prepared in all this time.
And will the answers you will give,
Ever be enough for me.
Today its been more than a year that we took the decision to grow apart,
But still even in the group of known faces,
My eyes search for you
The face,
I have tried hard enough to forget,
My soul still urges to have a look at you.
I do not know if my eyes will finally shed the tears or If they will turn red out of anger,
And I donot know if your sudden appearence will be enough to get what everyone calls CLOSURE.
And now I do not know how to end this letter,
Because these words are the part of my illusions that have suddenly appeared over my pages,
These are the parts of me that always wanted to look back and save everything but,
This is also a part of me that still tries,
To get a glance of you,
A part which still hopes that out of these 365 days there will be a day,
You will just appear out of nowhere.

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