He didnt talk much today. Quiet and silence. Often you might see him smiling, laughing, or probably singing softly a tune or two. However today seems to be rather unusual. Calm before the storm? Nop, just doesnt feel like talking. A line, that's how his smiles today looks like. Slightest arch.
Yesterday was barely a foot size, today's mark thousand miles away. When all matters, he knows it aint going to be easy. A feeling of uneasiness lies deep within him, is aching. How are you? He misses her. Sigh.
Dont give upand she says...dear, dont bite your lips...
Because there will be a day
(our) fate will reunite...
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sometimes, the miss can be good.... and lines, lines, they can be flexible... depends on how you wished to bend it....
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