Oh Love! be mine

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 The stories of recent past made me wonder

Is the magic still there ? Do we still feel the same way ?

I certainly do although in a nuanced way 

Wasn't sure about you though 

hence the dilemma - do we meet ?


I chose not to and wonder instead 

only to realize that you are all that i was missing 

The realization dawned on me when I spoke to angel specifically sent for this

That is when I call you and agree to meet.


My heart pounds and eagerness grows

to see you after just 2 weeks 

Trust me when i say this, 

these 2 weeks have seemed like years 


I reach the spot and run towards the bridge where we decided to meet 

Call you and  calm my confused self 

The waiting game has begin 

I try to predict where you'll enter from 

Trains enter and leave soon

Fate seems to be playing a cruel game


It is then you call and we talk 

 Amongst the chaos, I see the familiar face 

I rush towards you unsure how you'll greet 

but you make it easy, when you hug me 


If I could live this moment forever , I would 

for this is happiness , the kind I need 

Location: Dadar, Mumbai, Maharashtra, India

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