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TWO THOUGHTS

You always said ours was a relationship forever.

I slyly smiled each time.

I knew it was not.

You proved me right.

I have no regrets.

Comments

Thousif Raza said…
practical and straight... whew nice one :)


take care and keep writing..........
everone looses faith some time or the other...

so rightly said...
Good HIS LOSS... :)

and no regrets it is .. good riddance i will say in my case :)

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Nikhil Menon said…
straight.. couldn't have been more precise..

Nikhil
Abhisek Nanda said…
Wonderful.. these "Two Thoughts" encapsulates thousands of emotions within.
erer said…
awww...!
but in the end... i guess we get what and how we perceive
nicely delivered!
Lady Whispers said…
Gosh i can so relate....sigh.
Anwesa said…
@Chocolate Lover,
Thanks !

@Ria,
Thanks !

@Thousif,
Thanks !

@The Peripatetic Nomad,
:)

@Redemption...,
:)

@Bikramjit,
:D Its fiction for me though.

@Prutha,
Thanks for coming !

@Aditi,
Thanks !

@Nikhil,
:) Thanks :)

@Abhishek,
Great to see you here ! Yes,a few words say it all.

@WarmSunshine,
:) Yes :)

@Neeha,
Thanks !

@Scribbling Girl,
sigh !

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