Here comes a cage that does not even let you see him. All you could do is just remember him, his brown eyes, peaceful smile, that peaceful nap in the train, annoying comparisons, his obsession for red dresses, his care in between angry questions: “what did you have for breakfast? Nothing, I knew it. “Did you even eat lunch on time?” “When are you planning to go for dinner?” If missing him had a limit, THEN, SKY IS MY LIMIT.

Categories: love a tale

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Neha · April 1, 2020 at 6:07 am

Nice….:)

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