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  • When you fall in love with someone, 
    When you'll be getting married to someone,
    As the canadians will do the bhangra,
    As the british will play the bands, 
    As the colombians will blow the flutes and as the punjabis will dance. 
    Dear lover, will you not miss us? Will you not think about how we planned our marriage, and now okay what a gamble is this to give you to someone. 
    Someone who would be the father of the daughters i wanted. A father to sons i wanted. A man with no boundaries, who could kiss you, touch you, and do everything possible because you'll be his. 
    A man who can call you his. Like i called you mine, but we were young and crazy, weren't we? I remember writing down your dreams on my to-do list, just to win you from everyone. Maybe i haven't lost you. But you're losing me. You still have a lover. And i am instil losing one. 
    Will you not miss my kiss on your lips? 
    Will you not miss my touch on your skin? 
    Will you not miss my hands closing your eyes for sleep? 
    Will you not miss our lonely, long nights together? 
    Will you not miss our secret phone calls? Will you not miss anything! How many of them could i write here, but tell me will you miss nothing, at all? 
    That should be okay, fine, good with me. 
    I'll miss you. 
    I'll miss us. 
    I'll miss your lips against mine. 
    I'll miss your skin on mine. 
    I'll miss us. 
    I'll handle everything. 
    I'll still love you. When i build a house, i'll make a room for you because thinking he'll kick you out one day fears me, so i'll be there then too, i'll empty the house and let you live. Well that is what lovers are meant for. 
    My dear lover, 
    When the world steps aside for you, remember my name. A name which won't ever disappoint you. A name which couldn't connect to yours as the last name,
    It will wait for you. 
    Even if you would come with his kids in your arms, i'll keep you. 
    Because i'll always love you, i promise. 
    A name which couldn't connect to your as the last,
    A name who imagined life with you and failed, 
    A name you would have on your tongue before you die,
    A boy, a crazy boy who will love you in countless breathing of the deads. 
  • Because death is forever. Life isn't. I'll love you forever, i promise i will.

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