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Again and again…

 I walk past you,

   As if it was just another walk..

I sit beside you,

As if it was just beside cutlery…

I pretend…

‘Coz I know I don’t matter the way you do to me..

I sense you have a chosen one in your life…in the committed sense you hold all over…

I learnt the art of veiling needs and wants ….

Again and again..

I hear the heart hammer against the ear..

I learn to veil it all

And yet it is in you

I found the comfort to confide anything right from a vampire through a twinkle to my self.