Love is the anticipation,
of waiting for you.
That special one whose presence,
lights up your life.
Love is the joy,
of finding you there.
That smile in my eye,
and the spring in my step.
Love is the pain,
of parting from you.
That throb in my heart,
when you walk away.
They say if you love someone,
just let her go.
If she returns to you, she's yours,
otherwise, she never was.
I love you enough,
to let you go (though it'd break my heart).
But do you love me so much,
that you'd come back to me.

~ Rachit ~

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