I get up from my bed, Its evening, I look outside the window, Smile at the stars, These stars look so beautiful, I call you up, Ask you to come, Come meet me, You ask me to wait, I do. I see you, You see me, You look at me, You look pretty, I still was thinking about the stars, But now it’s just you and Not the stars. We smile at each other, You giggle and I surrender, We talk, Time rolls by, Wind gushes through your hair, And I keep staring by. You always know what to say, Those lips of yours curl away, You smile and then say, “What are you thinking about?” I say- “it’s you”, Coz we know it is true. We laugh at this thought, We talked and forgot. You’re the best person I've got, We’re friends as we thought, The one to whom I talk, Lighten up and just walk, You do the same thing, Talk to me and sing, Our voices intermingle, Our thoughts do the jingle, We feel the chemistry, You know that its a
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