The way I miss you has created an illusion, all my things have been hallucinated. I see you in the bubble of my coffee, now should I drink it or watch it all night till it bubble out. Oh dear! even if I turn my light off, I project you on everywall, it's more like any PVRs but its movies only for me. I'm trying to switch off my everything but the more I'm trying, the more silence I get. Silence:The place, in which I never wanted to go. It has too much of it that I can feel my breathe in each I can listen your voice but it has my fear! Hope you will not miss the things the way I do. As I know, it can turn your pages & even close your book.
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