I've never expressed, but she knows.
If locked, my love follows wherever she goes.
Yes, she is my love, but I hate her.
Whenever she hits me, my ego she murders.
When she's home, we rarely talks.
All people are fake, she is my folks.
When she lefts, I m alone.
Miss her by listening, her favorite ringtone.
Yayaya, I m writing a poem for you.
Oh, no thanks, I love you too.
Well the truth is, you are a clean soul.
Love you, you are the best among the all.
By-Himanshu Tobaria
#HimanshiDidi
If locked, my love follows wherever she goes.
Yes, she is my love, but I hate her.
Whenever she hits me, my ego she murders.
When she's home, we rarely talks.
All people are fake, she is my folks.
When she lefts, I m alone.
Miss her by listening, her favorite ringtone.
Yayaya, I m writing a poem for you.
Oh, no thanks, I love you too.
Well the truth is, you are a clean soul.
Love you, you are the best among the all.
By-Himanshu Tobaria
#HimanshiDidi
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