With every step that I take towards you,
a part of me crumbles down to dust.
Sometimes it is my smile,
sometimes it is my fear.
And yet when I am so close to you,
when I have proved my love for you,
I cannot ask you to do the same.
I fear when you loose all that I have lost,
would you be still remain the person you were.
Would you still be that light,
which could pull me out of the rubble
of my own broken world?
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Nice poem Nayana 😀😀 😀😀
Thank you 🙂
Really beautiful poem
I fear when you loose all that I have lost,
would you be still remain the person you were.
Glad you liked my poem 🙂
Thank you 🙂 😀
goddamn it! u r so damn relatable
Glad you could relate 🙂
Thank you dear 🙂
Awe this is so sweet. We always hope for that don’t we?!! 💕
Thank you 🙂
(yes we do 🙂 )
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You write so well when it comes to expression…
Thanks a lot 🙂
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