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Dear  You,
It has been long since we met. I lost those pink slippers you had gifted me . I could not find more of  them. Get me those when you come.
Did I say I missed you ?  You were supposed to come over, right ?  Did you forget  ? Or changed your mind ? Or is it something else ?
I got your flowers on time. Come over as soon as you can. Bring some warm clothes as well. I guess its on the upper shelf of your wardrobe. And please don’t make a mess if you can’t find it.
 I shall be waiting for you. Maybe we’ll plan something.


Me said…

All your posts are sweet surprises.
Thousif Raza said…
sweet innocent lovely :)

Take care and keep writing........
☆ Rià ღ said…
So innocent and beautifully done.
Nidz said…
enjoyed the write up
Phoenix said…
I found tears running down my face... i dont know why... maybe i saw a bit of me here...a bit of me that has lost iself in the sands of time...

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